Never a rose without thorns
You broke my heart
And left me scorned

To  have life
you need to want it
as you want air
beneath the surface.

Self esteem found in the sheets of his bed
only to diminish again once the whiskey's down
and reality creeps its way back.
He doesn't mean the **** he says
*he just likes the way you look, laying in his bed.

Love is what I feel when I'm with you;
When I'm not with you I feel lost;
I would love to be in your life for the rest of years to come;
Thinking about you is the only thing I do;
Wanting to bask in your beauty and see your warm pleasant smile;
That is all I ask for, but your answer in return is no;
Why is this?;
You don't feel the love the way I do;
This is because you love someone else;
All I wanted was your love, but your'e gone now;
I have to deal with it like an adult;
Accept the fact that we can't be together at all;
You make me look like a fool around your friends;
Now we're done its over a love lost;
A love never to be found.

and she spoke words that would melt in your hands

I always thought I knew what love was.
Then I met you.
You could reach places of my soul
that even I didn’t know existed,
each smile was another reason to live,
Every time you laughed
I fell more in love.
every time I looked into your coke-and-whiskey eyes
each pant after a kiss carried a thousand poems
about those eyes in it.
You gazed at me like an artist
would admire Van Gogh,
you held me like I was the answer
and for a while, I thought I was, with
Your fingers pressing into my hips
in a way that I later found out
was to intercept the thought of your hands
on her hips.
You played me
like I was the last cello on earth-
but not in a good way.
And I know it’s pathetic,
but you’re the heaven
and the earth to me,
because you were the only person
that could make me smile the way you did.
It was supposed to be just ***,
but I’m in love with you-
present tense.
I want to lay in bed with you
under sparkling blue Christmas lights
strewn out across my walls like everything
I never thought I could say
but found the opportunity to,
I want to kiss your scars,
I want to fix your broken hearts with
duct tape and a song,
and I want to admire every inch of your body
because it’s perfect,
even if you don’t think so.
I want to do things to you
that I’ll never have the opportunity to do again,
because while everything about you
wrecks everything about me
in what I thought was
the best possible way,
I turned out to be a rebound.
A substitute
for a girl who gave you a murky puddle
just big enough to catch the reflection
of you two hand in hand,
while you drowned me in the clearest ocean
I could have given you.

Rhymes
tempo
  symbols
   diction
keeping the audience enthralled,
opening your heart,
cracking your eyes
perspective uncanny-
mainly a pile of crumpled papers

poetry is hard.

she was made of bible verses and creationist sundays and he was a hurricane that only tore down churches