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Elise Jul 2015
I told myself I wouldn't, I knew that I shouldn't, but I still fell for you. I knew it would only end in good bye, that you were only gonna make me cry, but for no matter how hard I tried, it was impossible not to love you.

Your chocolate brown eyes drew me in like quicksand, I needed to be able to call them mine. Your smile, oh your smile, it's like looking an angel straight in the eye. You're everything I've ever dreamed the one would be, except no matter what I do, you'll always be just out of reach.

I want to spend my life making you laugh, nothing makes me happier than that. Songs always say to walk a thousand miles for the one you love, but baby, I would walk so much farther than that, cause I love you, oh oh, I really do.

I have broken wings, with your heart I can fix them, and we'll both be able to fly sky high. Everything about you is perfect, are you even real? If I touched your skin, would my hand go right through? Oh baby, you're breaking my heart, and you don't even know.

If your heart's the moon, I'm Neil Armstrong, I'm coming for you. If this love is real, just like time and space, it's infinite, but I fear it's more like a supernova, burning so bright so quick, then blows up and is suddenly non-existent. I can't bear the thought of losing you, cause baby, I'm so in love with you, and you never even got the chance to know, cause you're just out of reach.
Elise Jul 2015
People don't notice me.
I'm just another face in a great big sea
Nothing special to see here, just keep walking. Continue to do what you always do.
They are too busy with the people they love, the people they want to be with, the people they SEE.
The popular ones, not the ones like me swimming on the outer edges of the reef looking in and wishing they could be like them, the one's with friends, people who want to be around them.
They just keep looking through their crystal clear sea,
To busy to look more closely out into the murk and notice the kid like me, the one who really isn't really just looking for a lot of friends, just one or two who care enough to look through the murk, and notice my face in the sea.
Elise Jul 2015
I like driving better when you're in the shotgun seat
The way you reach over the center console and grab my hand
Never fails to take my breath away
I like sleeping a lot more when you're curled up next to me,
Your head on my chest
And the only sound breaking the silence is your peaceful, steady breathing
I like living better when it's with you
Your smile lights up my world
Your bright eyes bring calm to my heart
Your laugh,
Oh, darling, nothing makes me happier than that.
Written the day after she got in her Subaru outback and drove away
Elise Jul 2015
The seemingly endless tears stream down my face,
relentless.
They drip on the picture of you,
smudging the ink.
The picture I carry everywhere.
The picture that means so much to me,
my everything.
Now the ink is smeared,
the tears from the pain,
blotting out your face,
mixing the colors together,
to form a messy blob.
I hate having to be ripped away from you
I really miss you, Mama
Elise Jul 2015
Every night the tears fell,
only to be silenced by sleep.
Scarred wrists,
cuts of passion.
Battle wounds from the raging war against herself.

Each morning her eyes would open,
each night when she closed them she’d pray they wouldn’t,
eternal peace, eternal peace.
Another day lived in pain,
drowning while watching everyone else around her breathe.

Her biggest fear is herself,
terrified she’s going to **** herself or someone else.
She looks in the mirror,
the face she sees is not her own.
But what did she know about dreams coming true?
Reality took her childhood and pumped it full of lead,
leaving her surrounded by the smoldering pieces of her hopes and dreams.
A single tear rolls down her cheek,
drips onto the floor.
Barely audible, she whispered aloud,
“I thought growing up was supposed to be beautiful.”
Elise Jul 2015
Her head on my chest,
she's fast sleep,
Our fingers intertwined like the dance of the moon and the earth,
Her hair is in my face
And my arm,
Like her,
Is asleep,
But she is happy and she is safe
So I won't mind the itchy nose
Or the pins and needles in my arm
I wish I could freeze time
And stay in this moment forever
Because this
Is my favorite position
Written after a night with a girl that's the love of my life

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