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1.5k · May 2013
Shallow thinker
JC May 2013
She saw him in the hall
He glanced at her
She blushed and walked away

They thought nothing of it

She sat alone in class
He asked to sit next to her
She said 'yes'

He joked
She laughed
He complimented her
She smiled
The bell rang
He gave her his number
She grinned and left.

She texted him
He replied
They talked all night

He saw her the next day
He asked her on a date
She said 'yes'.

They went to a restaurant
They chatted
He messed about
She giggled
He told her she was beautiful
She blushed and thanked him
He walked her home
She smiled all the way

He kissed her goodbye

They talked for days
He fell for her
She fell for him
He asked her to be his girlfriend
She said 'yes'

He spent all his time with her
She felt like the luckiest ******* earth
He put his arm around her with pride

He met her family
They loved him
She met his
They loved her

Things started to get serious

He said 'I love you'
She said it back

They were happy

Rumours started to spread about him
He denied them
She wasn't sure
He said 'do you trust me?'
She said 'yes'

They were in love
They planed their lives with each other
They thought they'd be together forever

Over time she got worried she wasn't good enough
He said 'I love you and no one else, I promise'
She believed him

He had problems at home
She helped him
He broke down in front of her
She comforted him
He thanked her

Gradually, she got frustrated with him
They started to bicker and argue
She got angry
He yelled
She realised what she was doing
He stopped
She felt awful

She started to get worried that he was flirting with other girls
He said he wouldn't do that
She didn't believe him and continued to worry

She told him she had problems trusting people
He tried everything to make her better
She was embarrassed
He helped her
She was grateful

Other girls started to come between them
She got upset
He got angry
She asked him not to talk to them
He said 'anything for you'

Boys did the same
He got angry
He asked her to not talk to them
She said 'anything for you'

He thought nothing more of it

The rumours started again
This time he admitted what had happened
He explained
She cried
He told her he hadn't done anything wrong
She believed him
He apologised for not telling her sooner

More girls came between them
She told them all to back off
He got annoyed with her
He didn't understand

They argued more and more
She said things she didn't mean
He said things he didn't mean
They made up

They did that nearly every day

She found things he'd said to other girls
She was sick of it
He apologised over and over
She ended it in anger
He walked away

She realised what she'd done
She cried
He ignored her
She tried to get him back
He said 'no'
She broke down

He ignored her at school
He called her pathetic
She cried even more
His friends had a go at her
He started getting close to other girls
She was broken hearted

She tried to apologise to him
He wouldn't listen
He told her to stay out of his life

He thought nothing more of it

She called him names
He called her names
They both got upset

He pretended he didn't care
She tried not to care

He moved on
She still cared
He told her he didn't need her
She felt disposable

She was heart broken
She meant nothing to him
She started to hate herself for ever trusting him

He continued to call her names
She spiralled into depression
She stopped eating
She couldn't sleep
She cut herself
He didn't care

He thought nothing more of it

She tried to tell someone
He found out
He laughed at her
His friends called her pathetic

She couldn't tell her family
She couldn't tell her friends
She was alone

Over time, they became strangers

She started talking to an old friend
She told him how she felt
He comforted her
They got close
He came to see her
She was finally happy again

She moved on
He came back to her
He wanted her back
She told him she had someone else
He was hurt
She told him he should have realised earlier

They didn't speak again

Weeks later, she saw him in the hall
He glanced over
She held her head high, walked away
*And thought nothing more of it
First attempt at poetry (sorry it's long)
1.1k · May 2013
Isn't it funny
JC May 2013
Isn't it funny how

The nicest people
Are the saddest,

The kindest people
Hurt the most,

The happiest people
Have experienced the most pain,

And the most helpful people
Are the most lonely?
521 · May 2013
Skinny love
JC May 2013
I want to know what colour your eyes are
But every time I look at you,
You're already looking at me.
519 · May 2013
Nostalgia
JC May 2013
I see pictures
And read poems
And hear songs
That remind me of us

I want you to see them
In the hope that
You'll smile like I do

But I can't,
Because there is no us anymore
516 · May 2013
My dear
JC May 2013
My dear,
You are so young,
Only 9 years of age
And already so beautiful

My dear,
You are so kind,
You always let me
Have the last piece of your cookie

My dear,
You are so funny,
You never fail
To make me laugh


But I am not blind


My dear,
You are look so sad,
I see your smile fade away
When you think no one is looking

My dear,
I am so scared,
I've seen how thin you are
And how you decline food


My dear you are so beautiful
Don't let them take away your smile
A poem for my beautiful cousin
444 · May 2013
2 am
JC May 2013
2 am is a time for
the guilty,
the lonely
and the scared.

2 am holds an emptiness.
A hole that cannot be filled by food or water,
But only can be filled by the thing you long for the most.



2 am is not for the weak.

2 am is for those that have been strong for too long.
Written at 2 am on a bad night
440 · May 2013
Afraid of the dark
JC May 2013
I used to be afraid of the dark
I used to think that there were horrible things
Lurking in the shadows

Creatures waiting to take you
Ghosts waiting to scare you
Monsters waiting to hurt you



I did not know
That these horrible things
Are really inside my head



It's not the creatures that will take me
It's the darkness that consumes me

It's not the ghosts that will scare me
It's the sudden realisations that frighten me

It's not the monsters that will hurt me
It's the pain and hatred that makes me hurt myself




I was never really afraid of the dark



I was afraid of the devils my brain had created
428 · May 2013
Bad intentions
JC May 2013
You speak such sweet words

But

Between the
'I love you's
And the
'You're beautiful's

We both know what you really want

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