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 Apr 2014 Jacqueline Flores
Lex
You say that we're fine..
But..
Will you still love me the same?
Will you still wrap your arms around me and hold me close?
Will you still help me when I'm a mess?
Will you still make me feel like I'm the only person you need?
Will you love me as much as I love you?
Because I would love it if you did.
Even if there was nothing more behind the action than a friendly gesture,
I would love it if you graced your lips upon my cheek again.
I would love it if you cuddled me in the public mall, where anyone could see, once more.
I would love it if we stayed the same, even though we're different.
I'm a monster;
Everything I hate.
I breathe in these lies
Just to suffocate.
Backstabber,
Look me in the eyes.
There's no chance for tomorrow,
I fell by your demise.
Heartache,
I thought your love was true.
But everything we did,
Is now simply everything
I rue.
I haven't known her for a really long time,
But I can already tell:
She likes the subtle things.
The things that people don't usually acknowledge.
The smile, the laugh,
The kisses and the hugs.
I can just tell...

She has bright blonde hair that matches her personality.
She wears clothes that reflect her soul; relaxed.
And she has a laugh that is powered by her heart; it's amazing.

You see,
I can write about how the sunset is so beautiful with all of the colors mixing together like a fresh oil painting.
But I'd rather talk about her.
Because honestly, she takes my breath away.
I don't have to say much, I just have to look into her eyes,
And I know that things will be okay.
They just have to be...

Again, I haven't known her for a really long time.
But I can tell she likes the subtle things.
Some men say that there are five senses
But I know that this is a lie
For when our bodies are pressed together
I can feel beyond the nerves of my skin
More than synchronized heart beats and falling breaths,
I close my eyes as the differences between us wear thin

From birth we have an idea
Of where the body lays
Whether in motion or at rest
The distance of various limbs is known
Without a single glance
And now, I cannot tell what is yours and what is my own

We are so close
Wet with whose sweat,
They say you can't really touch anything
Because in between there is always an infathomably small space
But here, I know where you are
And this is something not even physics could displace

You're not my other half
But ****, does it feel like it
When you smile, so do I
And if you're wondering where I am, me too;
Once I'm alone, with this empty sense,
I am so lost without you
 Apr 2014 Jacqueline Flores
L
R.I.P
 Apr 2014 Jacqueline Flores
L
I'm sorry I can't talk about death.
It brings about emotions better left inside --
it makes me doubt.

What if there's nothing for me on the Other Side?
What if it's just a big, gaping Nothing?
Various religions offer salvation and saving grace...
But what can I believe if there's no religion that provides a salvation I can grasp while
I
am
alive?

I apologize for not being able to speak of death with you, my love.
Especially not your death.
**
Leigh
I sealed myself inside a vase
to keep the world outside
to let me live my life
in happiness and peace
I cemented with my brain
this urn I built from all my pain
To keep my love form leaking out
I sealed in it my broken heart
but now I try to break the clay
show you myself as a whole
and as the pieces fall down
the pain shows back
and I'm afraid
that in the dust
I have lost your trust
when I needed it the most

Now the vase is gone
and I am left
alone
The shape just formed while I wtote it
Today was cold and damp,
          but it hasn't rained in weeks.
I attended a funeral today,
          but no one died.
I saw my reflection today,
          but it didn't look like me.
I saw the sky!
          but it wasn't blue.
I fell in love once,
          but it wasn't true.
      
                    I was alive today,
                          but no one knew.
I wrote this January of last year (2013)
I was going through a rough time and was away from home for a while.
Finding this really got me thinking.
So I figured I would share. Enjoy.
 Apr 2014 Jacqueline Flores
Lua
Wish there were proper ways
Or methods to explain
What I'm trying to say.
It makes me insane,
I cannot convey,
Let alone find phrase.
It leaves me amazed,
Even entertained,
It makes me exclaim:
"It's here I do proclaim
That my heart has a face
And he's too far away."
The power to persuade
With a magnetic gaze,
He is able to state:
"She is the link to my chain,
Without her I'm not the same;
My other half and soulmate."
Love feels... keeps it real...
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