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Luann Jung Sep 2015
Wow graphing calculator.
*******.
I could spend so much
time tracing a function
up to infinity, but you will
never let me get there.
Symbolism
Luann Jung Sep 2015
I woke up this morning
and thought I saw you.
I was so scared, I
shrank away, waiting
for your fists to batter
my body. But then
I looked again
and it was only my
reflection in the mirror.
And I think that
scared me more.
Luann Jung Sep 2015
I think I am in love with
the way your words
mean nothing when you
say them.
I must be in love with
the empty promises
that spill off your lips
like poisoned wine.
The only logical explanation
is that I am in love with the
way you kiss other girls
like I'm not standing right
there beside you.
That must be it.
Why else would I have
stayed this long?
Sarcasm.
Luann Jung Sep 2015
I don't know why at eighteen,
one year after we had started dating,
I didn't leave when I realized
that I didn't love you.
Maybe it was because when
you whispered "I love you."
"You're so beautiful."
"Promise we'll be together forever."
I saw the passion in your eyes
and told myself I'd give
my heart one more year to
decide it loved you back.

Except at nineteen, when you
and I moved into an apartment
at college together, I still
felt empty when I lay beside
you. I tormented myself
so much. I wanted so badly to
fall in love with you, so that
I wouldn't have to hurt you
later on. But at twenty-four,
five years later, when you pulled
out a ring and proposed, I
realized I had waited too long
for my heart to find something
that didn't even exist.
Luann Jung Sep 2015
You're so good at breaking
hearts that I honestly
can't say I'm surprised
to know you've taken
it up for a living.
Luann Jung Sep 2015
There is a bag of peaches
in the refrigerator
However, I'm afraid
that they've gone bad
And left a soggy puddle
of juice in the drawer.

I believe this is because
I was saving them for you,
And you were saving them for me  
So no one ate them.
Wrapped in a blanket of caring,
They wasted away,
Like I will if you leave
Luann Jung Sep 2015
There is a blue area in my heart
It is neither dark nor light
not the sky or the ocean.
Instead, it is somewhere
in between, where the birds
and the ships disappear
into nothing as they become
smaller and smaller and
more and more isolated.
There is a strange space in my heart
It is neither here or there.
It is made up of the differences between
eyes and seeing and observing.
It is made up of the change between
one wave and the next and the next.
There is a black circle in my heart
It is black, that's for sure, because
there is nothing beyond it.
Like an empty hole facing the
darkness of oblivion, looking in is the
same from both sides. And slowly,
like an infection, the blackness
spreads until it becomes bigger
than I could ever be.
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