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If we are being honest here I never wanted to fall in love with you. I never wanted to wake up wanting you. I never wanted to skip a heartbeat when you walk by. I didn't want this. But somewhere along blurred lines of reality and in an abyss of emotion, I drunkenly fell for you. I told you I didn't want this in the beginning. But everyday, my heart grows warmer and my eyes open wider when you're around. I want to know what it feels like to hold your hand. What it's like to be the one you fall asleep next to and whisper "i love you" all night long in my ear. Please fall in love with me too. I want nothing more than to be what you want. Please don't go.
A rough first draft
 May 2014 Juniper Deel
Jack
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Motionless Memories

You landed upon my hand
I gazed at your beauty
So delicate your wonder
The colors of your wings
Opalescent dreamscapes
Shimmering in the sun
Nervously fluttering
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I remained still…motionless
Holding my breath
Dreaming of happiness
In stained glass whispers
Longing for you to stay
But you didn’t…flying off
Living only in my memory
 May 2014 Juniper Deel
Jack
You still hold my heart,
both broken pieces of it
 May 2014 Juniper Deel
authentic
Don't ask me what it is like to love someone
I have thrown the word love away
Like they do colorful beads at Mardi Gras
Abundant and beautiful
Yet no one throws them back
Don't ask me what it is like to love someone
I have waited by too many telephones
I have kissed too many of the wrong people
Hoping to find one who's lips might taste like his
Like craving something you're allergic to
Yet still giving into the temptation of eating it an suffering anyways
Do not ask me what it is like to love someone
Because I have not experienced real love
Real love is when it is returned
Having the one who's eyes look like the sunrise
The one who's walk makes you want to follow behind them
The one who had a smile that can reignite a fireplace
Having the one who makes your heart melt like ice cream on a summer day love you as much as you love them or even more
That is real love
And I am not familiar with something so precious
Because the one who stimulates my well-being is too busy
Following someone else, someone who is nothing like me
And yet still I wonder if he is taste testing too
You said my aberrant behavior will get me nowhere.
Yes, indeed that could be all too real,
But perhaps the thought never occurred to you that your where, is my nothing.
Something to you as in rolling down a hill or riding a wave can be ever so tedious,
However those acts of liveliness are what I find the greatest ecstasy in.
We live in a world where there are microscopic bacteria taking down elephants,
water flowing at 5,270 meters cubed per second freezing solid in the air,
trenches over eleven-thousand feet deep that is yet to be explored,
and having continents breaking apart to such a thin extent that molten rocks from the center of the Earth are reaching the surface and creating open hole volcanoes.
Now if you choose to spend each day in this world with a new pile of paper,
I want you to have the best days of your life,
doing what you want.
But when it's expected, actually forced,
upon others,
you have not done the Earth well.
Sweet flower, all the meadows creatures
Are dancing, giddy in their bustle ways
And even the wild cherry has petals laid.
How do they all know that we are in love?
 May 2014 Juniper Deel
Kitty Lam
I walked alone on the icy road,
And let my emotion take over me.
Crystal teardrops rolling down my face
Never seemed to stop.

So cold, so isolated.
He left me. Alone, alone.
They say: “first love is always the deepest”
And I guess that is true.
maybe we can all relate?
Depression.
We, as a society,
should step back
and evaluate this word.

What are we doing
that causes people
to cut themselves
or throw themselves
off of bridges?

Are we really so selfish
as to overlook these people?

They are fighting a battle
that we can't even fathom
playing out in their heads.
The casualties, the blood,
everything is real to them.

I will continue to utter,
"We must help"
until it becomes a roar
of people demanding
to give them a second thought.

We must help them.

No more lives should
slip through the cracks.
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