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315 · Mar 2018
To The Girls Who Let Him Go
BrownChild Mar 2018
Thank you..
Thank you so much for walking out of his life or letting him walk out of yours.
Thank you for the opportunity to love him.
To do things with him that makes him smile. (Because god.. if you seen his smile you'd melt)
Thank you for hurting him,  because he learned how valuable and special our relationship is.
I will do all the things you failed to do for him,
I'll be there for him.
I'll prioritize him.
I will not make him feel as if hes just an option
I will give him the time and affect he desires (even when he doesn't ask).
I will love him. I will love him so carefully and so hard.
I want take what he has to offer for granted.
Ill do everything in my power to keep him by my side.
I will support his dreams, ill motivate him to chase them
I'll be his partner.
I'll be the woman you couldn't.
but what i wont do is make the same mistakes you did.
I will not ever let him go.
this is for the girls who fail to cherish what they had when they had it.
265 · Jan 2018
L.O.V.E
BrownChild Jan 2018
Him: "do you know what love is?"
Her: "i would like to think i know."
Him: "enlighten me
no let me enlighten you."
Her: "I'm Listening."

Him: "Love isn't marriage. it isn't for *** or money, etc. When you love someone, your loving everything that surrounds the person and what is inside the person. their very essence is gut dropping. their presence is like an anchor  that drops deep but hold you down. it gives someone the kind of strength that explainable. the urge and will to fight for love is insane. you're not just fighting for you anymore after you truly love someone."
reading this only one name came to mind.
261 · Oct 2017
A child without parents.
BrownChild Oct 2017
I wish I could say I didn't have parents honestly.
it would be a lot easier to say that then to face the facts they didn't want me..
what human doesn't want their child..?
did I cry to much?
was an infant wrapped in pink not cute??
I was adopted
but
I wanted to be loved.
I turned to *** and drugs
I am scared..
sleep is my choice of drug.
sleep lets me die for a minute and not feel anything.
yes, I know sleep isn't a drug but that's what I'm addicted to.
work , sleep, school, sleep,
**** I forgot to eat..
oops another day gone ..
sadly I'm still here..
190 · Apr 2018
The way you look at me
BrownChild Apr 2018
I'm scared you'll see what I see and hate me just as much as I do..
I'm scared you see my past in my eyes and not want a future
the way you look at me, I think you see all my broken pieces and not want to fix me..
but
then sometimes
you look at me and I melt because the way you look at me I feel safe. You look at me in the most sincere way
even though I hate how I am, I've found someone who loves me.
189 · Feb 2018
“I love you”
BrownChild Feb 2018
He doesn’t say I love you , with the words “ I love you” but the way he says it means way more then anything else.
He kisses your forehead and calls you annoying. He holds you even when your body temperature is burning. He simply doesn’t say I love you the way normal people do, he says it by fixing you breakfast & coffee for  when you wake up.
He says I love you by holding your hand in public and laughing at your corny jokes. He asks if your hungry even though he already knows you are. He supports your dreams and goals. There are a million ways he says I love you, but my favorite is the when I can look at him and the way he looks back at me tells me he loves me.
186 · Feb 2018
..
BrownChild Feb 2018
..
“I don’t know if he’s the one,” she said,
“I’m not sure if we’re going to be together forever. All I know is when I’m with him, forever doesn’t seem like a bad idea.
185 · Oct 2018
Once upon a time
BrownChild Oct 2018
once there was me and you
then it was me and him and you were my bestfriend
next comes me hurt, you comfort and you with her.
after years its me and you, no one else but no relationship
then me
and
you
you with her, you married her, you start a family with her
then
me and sadness
because love stories dont exist, or if they do not to me.
bout a boy who i loved and lost because i didnt realize what i had

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