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Lillian Harris Mar 2015
I’ve written
Countless words
To you
Attempting to relate
The extent of my feelings
For you
Only to throw them
All away,
Inadequate
Lacking
Empty.

Those words couldn’t
Make you feel
The way my heart races
When I hear
Your voice
Or the ache at the
Back of my throat
And the salty sting
Of tears
Overflowing
When you tell me
You’re in pain

Those words couldn’t
Make you see
All the times
I’ve laid awake at night
Hoping that maybe
You would call
Or all the days
That I’ve spent
Staring through windows
Wondering how I could
Make you happy
When your days turn gray.

Those words couldn’t
Bring you
Any closer to me,
Though I desperately
Wish that they would
And they
Could never, ever
Tell you how
I love you
The way that I could
Show you.
Lillian Harris Mar 2015
I used to make fun of
Those naïve, lovesick girls
That stared out windows
Daydreaming of the boys
Who they'd been silly enough
To give their hearts to

I swore that I would never be
So foolish as to fall,
For with falling comes feeling
The crushing pain of loss
When it all undoubtedly
Hits the ground

But how could I predict
The sensation that would come
When you so suddenly
Found your way behind these
Walls I'd built so high?
You with those eyes and that smile.

How easily you persuaded me
Out of my cynicism.
My firm grip loosened
When I heard you sing that night
And I felt myself begin to fall,
Not knowing if you'd catch me.

Now I am that lovesick girl
Who stares out windows
Daydreaming of the beautiful boy
Who holds her heart
So carefully in his hands,
Silently hoping
That he'll decide to keep it.
Lillian Harris Mar 2015
The Sun loved the Moon
With a love so bright
It lit up the entire sky,
And when they were close
In those brief seconds
As day turned into night
The color that rushed
To her cheeks
Set the horizon on fire.

In the stillness of that moment,
The whole world could feel
The warmth of her affection
For the one she would wait
Earth ages for
To glow, at last, as one
In the light of an eclipse,
If only for
A little while.
Lillian Harris Feb 2015
Maybe it's foolish of me
To stay awake
All night
Waiting for you,
But my eyes
Won't seem to close,
Kept open
By a lingering hope
That maybe
You are missing me
Just as much as I
Am missing you.
"do you even
think of me
at all?"
Lillian Harris Feb 2015
Suddenly the city walls
Have started to crumble,
An entire dreamscape
Desecrated
By some unseen hand
Within the space of
Only seconds.
The evidence of this chaos
Is not so violent
In physical form:
Swollen,
Shadowed eyes
And fresh teardrops
Burning down
Color drained cheeks.
But how her chest aches,
That empty cavity
Where her heart used to be,
Caved-in
And collapsed
Just like
The city walls
And the dreams
That once lived
Behind them.
Lillian Harris Feb 2015
I fell asleep to the sound
Of your voice last night.
The final thought
Drifting through my mind
Before my eyelids closed
Was you.

And when the sun
Kissed the sky
To wish it good morning
I hoped in vain that maybe
When I woke
You'd be there to do the same.
but you are so very far away.
Lillian Harris Feb 2015
Somehow
You found your way
Into my heart
And lit a flame
Within it
That I thought
Would never burn.

It roars
So bright and hot
Inside my chest,
Igniting even the
Loneliest corners of my soul
Where it was before so
Dark and desolate.

And yet this warmth
Remains inadequate
When the distance
Yawns between us
Like an abyss,
Taunting me with only
The semblance of nearness.

We're sitting on separate sides
Of a great divide
Where Time is wearing thin
But I'm still reaching desperately
To feel, just once
The gentle heat
Of your hand
Holding mine.
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