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Kareena Apr 2014
Your words, to you
May not have little importance
But to her
They are what she thinks about the rest of the day

Your phrases echo in her mind
The syllables and dialect dance in her brain

You may even find yourself of little importance
You had decided a long time ago
That you were never worth it
Because everything else was so messed up in your life
And it was your fault,now, wasn't it?
But I know it was never your doing
And she does too
Maybe this mysterious woman and I
Are one in the same
A little too understanding
A little too inviting
A little too forgiving
A little too naive
A little too in love
For our own good
After all, the girls who love lost boys
End up lost themselves
Kareena Apr 2014
If you wish to read my mind
*Read my poetry
Kareena Apr 2014
I enjoy those little arguments
The ones about the radio station
Where you put on that overused CD you like
And I roll my eyes in frustration

I switch the radio channels rapidly
As you give me an amused glance
And I throw one back quite jokingly
Because I never miss a chance

You say "Come On, Just pick one!"
As I let Nirvana start to play
So I agree with you quite willingly
This is my favorite type of day
For Someone Special :)
Kareena Apr 2014
They say time heals
But sometimes it's not fast enough
Kareena Apr 2014
You know it's real friendship
When you can make a face at them
From across the room
And your thoughts are transferred to them

And you know it's real friendship
When you communicate fully
Through unintelligible groans
And mumbling sentence fragments

And it is definitely real friendship
When you can have those 2 a.m. conversations
Whether sitting together at a sleepover
Or talking on the phone
Because you are both feeling pensive
And have those 2 a.m. epiphanies about life

I know we're real friends because you inspire me
You, with your persevering nature
Your beautiful smile and interesting perspective on life
I couldn't think of a better friend to have

So thank you, real friend
Because I have never laughed the hardest over nothing
Or cried the hardest over something
With anyone better
For Brooke
Kareena Apr 2014
When peace sets over
There is no feeling that compares
Kareena Apr 2014
Drop your preconceptions of me at the door
Now look
Who do you see?
Not the person that was there before
I just always wanted a chance
To prove that I was something different
Than who you thought I was
But I only need to prove it to myself
I see that now

I am me

And you are you

I don't need anyone's acceptance but my own
Because, after all, above anyone else
We need to be able to live with ourselves
This was never started to make anyone believe something about myself that wasn't true. I did it for myself.
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