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 Jul 2014 Jeremy Duff
Robin
I feel your engery
your strength
all I want is to
feed off it
but I dont understand
how.
~

who are you
to make me
queasy
with one
word
~

I want your
kindness
hate
and time
but things
are always
way diffrent for us
 Jul 2014 Jeremy Duff
ivy jubjub
a wishlist ten feet long that says 'make me feel love
make me kiss someone and like it'
but its a bit of a catastrophe and its not gonna just right itself
stars dont care if i shine the same way-
do they?
but no ones got the answer
or they do, a thousand
just have to find myself in the sea of intricate possibilities
(or the river of one- they never say)
yet im not there anymore-
am i?
reborn as a storm id say
there is nothing wrong with the way i dont feel
(they wont believe me; the weatherman says the storm was yesterday)
cut open my heart and youll find
a thousand swirling stars evading constellations
a galaxy of planets revolving around themselves
im a larger than life,
im an immortal-
are you?
 Jul 2014 Jeremy Duff
EP Mason
You are not a person,
******* it,
you are a nebula.
You don't have skin
you have island universes of stars
and your hands aren't hands
they're the whole ******* solar system branched out through your fingertips.

I can't look at you
without feeling like I'm spiralling through your galaxy
without losing breath
because after all
there's no oxygen in space

But the worst part is your eyes
those great opal voids
your infinite ******* chasms
that engulf me every time

And I always thought I'd be scared in space
like it's too big, too empty, too unexplored
but here I am
floating
not scared at all
© Erin Mason 2014
Maybe I don't want to be Gatsby anymore.
What if Daisy stood beside the green light and stared back for a while?
Maybe then Gatsby wouldn't have died alone.
It kills me to think that you might not be thinking of me.
Side by side,
me and you
whispers
of the stuff
we are going to do.

Side by side
you and I,
sleepless nights,
morning rides,
You be my Bonnie,
I'm your Clyde.
There's so much stuff
and such small time.

We'll walk down piers,
to ocean tides
just you and me
side by side

We'll go to Italy,
and Japan and Spain
we'll cross the world
all the same,
hand in hand
you and me,
Everything is meant to be.

Days turned to months,
and soon to years,
and I love you even more right here.

Tomorrow is early,
tonight is late,
I won't say forever,
I won't say fate.
But I'm off soon,
my dearest, my love
my little spoon,
my little bug.

I wouldn't make you any promise
I couldn't keep,
I can't promise you kisses
next week,
two weeks
eight weeks,

Side by side,
you and me
exactly where I want to be.

so when I'm leaving
six weeks away,
remember my kisses
and how I wished I could stay.
And count on your fingers
and all ten of your toes
all the stuff that we did
all the places,
we still have to go.
 Jun 2014 Jeremy Duff
EP Mason
So now tell me how your story goes.
Have you ever suffered?
If so, did you get better or have you never quite recovered from it?
Tell me what your worst fears are
I bet they look a lot like mine.
Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night.
Tell me that you’re struggling.
Tell me that you’re scared.
No,
Tell me that you’re terrified of life.
Tell me that it’s difficult to not think of death sometimes.
Tell me how you lost.
Tell me how he left.
Tell me how she left.
Tell me how you lost everything that you had.
Tell me that it ain’t ever coming back.
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