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I've came to a conclusion
that the reason
why I think of you
so much
at night
and not so much
when I wake up
from only
thinking of you
is that
the darkness creeping all around me
reminds me of
you getting into my soul
with those deep
conversations
and
it brings back all these memories of

                                                             ­       you and  me

and it makes me forget
that what we once had
is something
we don't have anymore

j.f
Not my best but why not just post it
I finally saw you again after 34 days
and
in between those 34 days
I strongly believed I was over you
but then I saw you
                 I remembered
how all your imperfect flaws made me fall for you                        
                 I remembered
how you made my stomach fill with
little
      colorful
           meaningful
                    butterflies
                  I remembered
how your words made my heart melt like wax
and then
                  I remembered
that I'm not actually over you

j.f
This one has to be my favorite that I have ever written, not really sure if I'm allowed to say that about my own writing but I did anyways oops :)
we both knew we were meant for one another
but
we were just two lost souls
grasping for air
searching for a place to fit in
that we never realized
how one day one of us
would just
give up
and
stop trying

then it hit you
you finally realized
that the one you were searching for was standing in front of you all along
but now ..
now it's too late
she is falling for another
while you watch
as she watched you simply not try and give up

j.f
We started talking again
and I thought
"maybe we can finally just be friends again"
but
once again
we started being how we were before
you started being the most you
and I stopped ..
          stopped lying to myself
by putting words into my mouth that my
mind would say
        not my heart
I laughed
and said
"I can never just be friends with you"

j.f
The thing is that after all
our late night laughter
and talks
I thought that maybe just
maybe
that when you whisper
"good night"
with that raspy voice of yours at 4 a.m. and put
the phone down
that I'll be last thing
on your mind
but of course
I was wrong
she was on your mind

j.f

— The End —