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Lara Oct 2017
I want to feel you
to touch your skin
to kiss your lips, neck, collarbone
to caress your moving chest
to cry on your shoulder
to make your face light up with your beautiful smile
to feel free in each others arms
I crave 
to your love

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unrequited love is the worst
Lara Oct 2017
When the ocean waves are flooding the shore

When the stars and the moon collide

My love, you still would be adored

I'll always be by your side

when the sky is falling down

When it haunts you at night

I'll be there till dawn

Together we can win the fight

I'll wipe your tears

swipe away your fears

And

Smile

'cause you and me

are made from irony.

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Lara Oct 2017
You watch as I smile
at things that make only me  happy.
You watch as I dance
to the beat of my heart.
You watch as I fall
deeper and deeper in love with you.
You watch as I give
my youth to you.
You watch as I realise
I deserve better.
I deserve someone who loves back
instead of you, who's only watching from a distance.

l.t.
Lara Oct 2017
Fly
I can fly.

I do it every night.

First, I close my eyes.

Then I spread my arms, hold my breath

and I try not to think about the thousand butterflies

that start to flutter in my belly.

And slowly

I levitate.

My feet leave the ground.

And

I break free.

I slowly open my eyes

and see

everything.

The patchworks in al shades of green,

the streets that run through the roaring fields like veins,

it's like a painting only I can ever see.

And as I soar above this little town,

I realise that

for the first time

I'm free.

And there's nothing

you can do

to take me down.

I flit to infinity.

So catch me if you can.

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I've always dreamt about flying
Lara Oct 2017
I'm losing them.

The endless walks

where we made up songs to entertain ourselves.

The boring car rides

where we annoyed each other to **** the time.

The late evenings

where we whispered our darkest and deepest secrets

-that now don't matter anymore- to each other.

The big promises and the silly bets

we made with our pinks.

The little contests in the park, at school, at home, in the streets, everywhere.

I didn't see how much those moments meant to me.

Until I realised that I'm slowly

losing them.

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This one is for my sister who's getting married soon
Lara Oct 2017
Down by the river,

my love isn't pure.

It's foul and mean

aggressive and unclean

It hurts.

It burns.

As deep as the dark waters

of the black river.

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A poem about loving someone while having depression

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