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Kayla Hensley Oct 2013
I look over at you
At your arms entertwined around mine
As you lay your weary head on my shoulder

I feel your proximity
And I revel in it
I crave the warmth
Of my palm in yours

It is now
While I am waiting
For you to mention something

It's obvious
There is a connection
And it thrives between us
Like an electric current,
Beautiful and deadly

It's when you place your hand
On the small of my back
And it comforts me

I know you're there for me
And I'm here for you
We'll stand together
And face the world

Your dark brown eyes
Are alight with humor
And I find the humor with you

You show me perspectives
I could never have considered
I can be myself around you
And you will accept me

I may not have mentioned
But I love your silly,
Cheesy nicknames for me

I love how you tell me I'm beautiful
Even when I won't believe it
You keep me happy
And teach me how to actually live

I love that you're taller than me,
That your hands engulf mine,
That when we talk,
Your eyes stay on me, fixed and focused

I want to reach out
And stroke your cheek
And push away the hair
That has fallen to your eyes

Others say to stay away
They say that you're no good
But I disagree
You're all that's good for me
Kayla Hensley Oct 2013
I wish he could see how I'm starting to care
I wish he could tell that my heart leans towards him
With each new compliment he gives
I blush and shine just a little bit brighter

I wish he could be  happy
and I wish I could be the one to show him
I wish he'd get over her
She's over him

I wish I could look into his eyes
and see a reflection of my emotions
I wish he would walk in
and place a smile upon my lips

I wish that when I wake
from dreams of him,
I won't feel ashamed
Like I've just done something wrong

I wish he would lean down
and place a small kiss
on the point of my nose
so I can quickly lift up
and press my lips to his

I wish he wasn't the cause
of this sudden desire and lust
and the anguish that follows

I wish his feelings were real
rather than a distraction
I wish he didn't do this
because it is unfair to me

I wish he could see this,
my poems of him,
And he would know
how I feel

And I wish that wouldn't make him
scared no longer
He would know he could
trust me

I wish once he read them,
a smile would slowly make
it's way across his features

Then he would look to me
And his eyes would sparkle
for once he'd be happy
to have
me

**I wish
Kayla Hensley Oct 2013
How do you achieve happiness?
How can it be attained?
The truth is, happiness is there,
residing within you.
All it takes is to search,
to go past all those deep, dark,
and lurking mongers.

When you see it, you will know.
It will capture your eye and
you will crave for it.
You are tired of being torn down
and beaten.
You are ready to be happy, to live free.

You want to, but are scared.
You think if you let go of her,
You will lose all that is good.
You think that if you forget the past,
it will not have happened.

Don't forget the sad, the anguish
that is life.
But see past it, into the distance,
beyond the heavy clouds of
despair,
there is sunlight.

And it's waiting.
Waiting for you.
It is patient.
It does not grow angry.

First, you must fight the storm,
and until it blows over,
you must stay strong.

It will be worth it.
I have faith in you.
Once you reach that light warmth
of happiness,
it will claim you.

It will wrap you in it's warmth
and cover you like a blanket.
It will whisper in you're ear
all of the good that does happen.

It will remind you of the past
and how you conquered it so powerfully.
It will give you gentle kisses
that flow straight to your heart.

Let me show you happiness.
Kayla Hensley Oct 2013
Dark shadows
That is all he sees
He cannot see the good,
The green leaves upon the trees

He does not even notice
How the sun can shine so brightly
How a day can be so beautiful
When nature smiles slightly

No, all he sees is the black of night
and the ghouls that hide among it
The monsters clawing at him
Reaching to where he sits

If only he knew he is the creator
of all those awful things
And brings it upon himself
the horrors that they bring

I have tried to show him
That he can fight the darkness
He can save him from himself
And he can be victorious

But he has no ears for my words
He has no sight for my actions
He cannot see the good
In the world around him

If only he would give it
just a single chance
He'd finally feel happy
He'd hold a happy stance

I will still remain
I will try my case
To open up that door for him
That will release him from dark space
Kayla Hensley Sep 2013
Who is this "right girl" he speaks of so sweetly?
The girl that he dreams of ever so deeply.
What does she look like, what does she wear?
Do her eyes shine beautifully?
Does she have perfectly woven hair?
What is it about her that catches his eye?
And when without her, he feels he ought to cry?
How should I look, and what should I do,
To make sure that I am this "right girl" for you?
Kayla Hensley Sep 2013
I used to love you
I used to care
But then you left me
Without any air

You gave no reason
As to why you left
You gave no reason
For your actions of theift

Because in all sense,
That's what you are
You lurked around
And then stole my heart

You made me love you
You made me care
Then I woke one day
And you were not there

I wondered around
Lonely and confused
I wondered around
Looking for you

And then I found you
You looked so full of glee
But it was with her
And not with me

For a long while, I felt empty
And stepped on, or kicked
It truly did hurt
That I was no longer your pick

Over time, though
My wounds of the heart
Began to slowly heal
by each small individual part

I found myself grow stronger
With each month that passed by
And I could depend more upon myself
Not to wither or cry

Now you are back
You say you still love me
Your heart too has been broken
That is clear to see

I'm not sure what to do
Should I go back to old ways?
Go back to your lies
Those unhappy days?

But maybe I should
Give a second chance
A change in heart
A smile, a dance

Because you were there
Through my ups and my downs
And still accepted me
As I looked like a clown

So I will try
Just make sure you be gentle
My hearts been broken once already
It is very fragile
Kayla Hensley Sep 2013
So it seems now he has chosen
And I am not the winner
The lucky girl that he will ask,
"Want to go out for dinner?"
This should have been expected.
I should have seen it coming.
It's obvious that this dear boy
did not want me in the ending.
This is not a first.
It might not be the last.
When boys like him
see girls like me
they run out very fast.
What is it I'm lacking?
What don't I have to offer?
I've given up my heart to him
And now it's been strucked with
thunder
In the end, it is my fault
I had to know the truth
And though it hurts
with a burning fury
it's taught me in my youth.
At least I did not go on
thinking I still had a chance
And to embarass myself
Just so he would laugh
Although I know
He holds no intrest of me
That does not mean I can't
admire from afar
and enjoy what I see.
Because in all truth,
he is like no other
boy I've ever known.
And I want for him
happiness
to spring within him
and grow.
I will attempt at friendliness,
for I do not wish to lose him.
That, I think would be worse,
than to never see him.
And if his heart gets broken
by some wreckless, evil girl,
I'll be here to help him
and bring brightness
to his world.
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