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Lonely Maybe Nov 2014
All you left was broken bottles
I couldn't have checked for you in the bottom of them even if had I wanted
Two years too many, never read the label when you'd get me
I was a broken record turning on the needles of your memories
Lost eyes, lost hopes, I don't care anymore
You took the last of me
I don't care anymore
Add a list of small smiles and beating hearts who wrecked my ribs
I wish I could tell you I didn't rehearse these lines, I wish I could say they were adlib
But time comes to show,
Your presence left a shadow and a cut that still burns from salt despite how shallow
A knock in the teeth,
Figment of my imagination, no I can still breathe
I'm just tipsy from thoughts of you and me
As I swallow you down, you taste so pretty
But you burn all the same, how could I believe so foolishly
Dumb love songs on repeat,
They all say the same thing, I know
I've tried to write a song to fit the way we both hit our low
Tally marked points we kept track of,
First love is not a game, don't you write it on a tree with our names above
I set the wood on fire in hopes I'd smoke you away,
But I just coughed up embers and you're still miles away.
"I didn't expect your face at the bottom of a bottle of peppermint ***** to begin with."
Lonely Maybe Jan 2015
It's written all over
the internet that the
color blue is a
appetite suppressor

so why is it
that whenever
i look into
your sky blue eyes
i crave your touch
more than
//ever//

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