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Mar 2017 · 350
The eyes
Luisa bernabó Mar 2017
I think I finally understand what they mean when they say the eyes are the key to the soul. Because I swear, when I lay beside you and our eyes meet, it's like we have a whole conversation without saying a word. And the most special thing is, it's all things that could
never possibly be expressed in words. It's all that beautiful stuff, that stuff that makes you feel things.
Dec 2016 · 610
All the Love in the World
Luisa bernabó Dec 2016
It's like you cut me open with a petal as a blade
Dug out all my hurt with your lips as a *****
Sprinkled stardust inside me and helped me feel remade
One thing is for certain, this will never fade.

I feel your heart beat against me in the position that we lay
Every time you have to go I just wish that you'd stay
I couldn't have wished for you to be any other way
Your heart is so golden, it is the sunshine's ray.

You stroke me with your words and bathe me in your love
You give me wings to fly with the clouds up above
You trace my body with your fingertips and count every mole
You kiss me with a tenderness that fills in every hole.

I like feeling you inside me, our bodies move as one
Your breath against my skin can sometimes make me numb
You are all of the stars that ever filled a sky
I want you to be happy and I promise I will try.
Oct 2016 · 309
Toxic
Luisa bernabó Oct 2016
You took me and you put me in the palm of your hand,
after lots of turbulence, I thought I'd found safe land.
I found myself unstable as you reached for someone new,
all I'd ever wanted was to be happy with you.

I spent months on end just wondering, thinking what went wrong,
when I finally realized, it had already been too long.
Seven months of slowly picking at my self esteem,
I never believed I'd meet someone that could be so mean.

I couldn't ever see it, what you did to me,
I'd give in to you, so be it,
I thought you set me free.

I hope she knows you're poison,
that you lie and you cheat,
that slowly you'll destroy her too,
for now she's just fresh meat.

Now I'm smooth sailing,
so happy that you're gone,
my heart's no longer wailing,
I managed to move on.
Oct 2015 · 298
Untitled
Luisa bernabó Oct 2015
He's only just left,
And I miss him,
Want to call him,
Tell him to come back,
Tell him that I'll feel better if he stays the night
Sep 2015 · 570
Too sensitive ?
Luisa bernabó Sep 2015
I feel so deeply I get to feel my heart plunge,
into my stomach and then rise slowly so that it hurts.
Sometimes I feel it tighten, and can vividly imagine it draining itself out.
I'm aware of the every shiver that runs up my spine when he touches me.
Aware of all the fuzz I feel from head to toe when I'm happy.
Although it's not all pleasant, it's emotion, feeling, the reassurance that yore actually alive, human.
And you're missing out on some life changing ****, so don't tell me I'm too sensitive.
Sep 2015 · 975
Lovable
Luisa bernabó Sep 2015
I want to wake up beside you every morning, fall asleep every night with my head on your chest, to the steady pattern of your breathing. I want to kiss you when you're still half asleep, and make you feel  loved, because that's what you are, you're so loved. I finally understand what they mean when they say it's possible to see oceans in eyes, because I drown in yours. I want to give you all of me, no restraints and no limits. I want you to let me love you, because that's what you are, so **** lovable.
Sep 2015 · 571
Complete
Luisa bernabó Sep 2015
My best friend had just gone to get pizza, left me in the car. I put my feet up and sat back lighting a cigarette, feeling the smoke heavy and dense in my lungs, piling on top of the remains from the joint we had just finished. I was sitting in the centre of Rome, looking out the car window up at the tall buildings, fading colours and dim lights, accompanied by the live music from a nearby restaurant.
I remember closing my eyes for a second, realising the state of happiness and tranquillity I had reached. The reassurance of just knowing that my friend would be back any minute, with that huge smile of hers and pizza in her hand yelling my name. Just the idea of that happening was enough to make me giggle. The tranquillty of knowing that I was home, of knowing that wherever we were together could be made home, of knowing that we were about to meet with more poeple that made me feel that way, of knowing how ******* lucky I was, of finally knowing that feeling of pure happiness. I don't think everyone is lucky enough to feel this way. I don't think it's common at all; to be so in touch with the people around you, to be so accepted and to feel so much love. I had never felt more at home; and it was that overwhelming sense of feeling complete, of finding that inner peace, that was the best feeling I have ever felt.
Jun 2015 · 348
If he asked...
Luisa bernabó Jun 2015
I know him better than I know myself.
If you asked me to describe him to you I would start with his eyes, deep and intense.
I'd talk about his crooked mouth that is his attempt to smile.
I could describe to you his shadow under every angle of the sun if you asked.
And I could tell him how much I love him, if he asked.
Dec 2014 · 410
Dangerous
Luisa bernabó Dec 2014
I'm feeding on trees,
Angry, violent,
desperate, hungry,
Addicted.
I'm a  flame and I'm furious
Burning out of control
Nov 2014 · 330
Untitled
Luisa bernabó Nov 2014
Trying to think of a metaphor, to explain my broken heart,
But all I have come up with is that it's been torn apart.

Cliche and said too much
I know it's nothing new
But my poor heart is in desperate need,
of some super glue.
Waiting for time to help me forget
Nov 2014 · 599
Recreate Me
Luisa bernabó Nov 2014
I want you to inhale me,
gently smoke my heart.
Burn all that is left of me
Turn my soul to art.
Nov 2014 · 416
Plaster my soul?
Luisa bernabó Nov 2014
Roll me a joint of heartache,
Pour me a glass of fear
I'm hoping one day I'll experience you again,
In a giggle rather than a tear.
Nov 2014 · 515
Drowning
Luisa bernabó Nov 2014
The ticking of the clock is
in time
with the pattering of the rain
on the balcony outside.
I'm staring at the cold,
insensitive
but elegant, perfectly shaped
drops harshly hit the ground.
From my window,
I am divorced from the cold,
sitting on my bed under the sheets,
but almost wishing that
I was outside
where the rain could bury me
and wrap it's
inviting arms around me
and let me drown.
It won't stop raining
Nov 2014 · 378
Unable
Luisa bernabó Nov 2014
I sit here waiting for a message from you
when I know it'll never come
I lie here wishing and dreaming of you
and look at what I've become.

I've become unable

To move, to speak, to smile
I can laugh but it takes me a while.
To sing, to feel, to cry
I did too much of that when you said goodbye.

I keep thinking what we could have been
There's not one night you're not in my dream.
I wake up in a cold sweat
And realize you haven't come back yet.

So I realize
I'm unable
With
Out
You.
Oct 2014 · 280
Untitled
Luisa bernabó Oct 2014
I see him in the flowers whose petals remind me he loves me not.
Favourite line from poem "his hands"
Oct 2014 · 330
View from above
Luisa bernabó Oct 2014
Smoking on the roof top
Shouting that we can't stop

Looking at the sun set
No time for being upset

Higher than the skyline
Sitting wasting our time

But you make me happy
And that's just what I need
To the beautiful people who can make me happy on a **** day and smoke up with me on autumn nights, I love you
Oct 2014 · 905
Untitled
Luisa bernabó Oct 2014
Slowly kiss away the mould on my soul.
Save me?
Oct 2014 · 424
Alright
Luisa bernabó Oct 2014
Your eyes are black holes
******* me in
To your ****** up world
That i'm falling in love with

Your eyes are the stars
That I look at at night
They sparkle so bright
But i'll be alright
Oct 2014 · 379
His Hands
Luisa bernabó Oct 2014
His hands:
His fingers drew circles on my hip
Leaving traces of heat and desire
I exhaled as he bit my lip
Being with him was like playing with fire

His big hands crushed my rib cage
As he squeezed me really tight
Rid of all his rage
He slept with me through the night

The tips of his fingers played my lips
Like he was plucking strings on a guitar
He kissed them between sips
of my words not going far

His sideways smile enticed me
To know more about his ways,
His beauty hypnotised me
Bringing sun to rainy days

But soon the colours faded
As he told me she was back
So slowly, I waded
Into the period of dark black.

I still can’t see him
Without getting a shiver
I look for him in everything
I’ve cried him a river.

I see him in the flowers
Whose petals remind me he loves me not
I see him in the hours
When the weather is steaming hot

I see him in the mirror
As he changed each part of me
He made me who I am
Which is scary to see

I miss him all the time
I miss him every day
I find him in each rhyme
I love him all the way.
Oct 2014 · 286
Autumn leaves
Luisa bernabó Oct 2014
Because as I stroked his neck
His lips were tickling mine
and the fireworks within me
made me completely blind

The way he held me closer
With passion and with lust
His strong arms, held me closer
It felt so dangerous.


His breath down my neck
As he gasped to catch his breath
Sent shivers down my spine
a feeling of divine

Still when I see him now
It’s like watching the sun rise
Because when his arms were round me
I believed I could survive.

Still when I see him now
I stop to gasp for air
My heart skips a beat
And it is so unfair

He’s fine he doesn’t notice
The affect it’s had on me
I should have gotten angry
I shouldn’t have let it be

Because when he said I’m sorry
I was too hurt to respond
All I could say was “it’s fine”
As his eyes confirmed a bond

It was almost hard to believe you
Your eyes looked deep with fear
But you weren’t as scared as I am now
Because I just want you here

I miss you every day
It’s been five months already
It seems like yesterday
I told myself  go steady

But I couldn’t control it
You had my heart locked away
You, un-required to, stole it
I just wanted you to stay

And still now when I see you
I swear I lose control
Because I need to breathe you
Your effortlessly perfect soul.

I think now, that I love you
Because you won’t leave my brain
I just want to hold you
And prevent you feeling pain

Why won’t you let me do that?
Why won’t you let me stay?
I always sit where you sat
On that perfect autumn day.
Dont know what to feel
Nov 2013 · 494
Heal me
Luisa bernabó Nov 2013
You have something,
Something of mine,
A piece of me,
It's some sort of crime.

But it's the best crime one could ever commit,
It's perfect for my heart
Because that peice you have
Is the only peice that isn't falling apart.

That peice that you hold,
Please don't let it go,
Don't put it away
Treat it as gold.

That's my heart in your hand
You don't even know it's there
But you're the only person I trust
To treat it with care.
Dedicated to my Best Friend, who heals me and keeps me going.
Carlotta
Oct 2013 · 552
Rose
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not

I start to feel exposed
as the girl picks my red petals
I feel her tear drop on my stem
And her hand begin to tremble

She starts to cry and shout
But no one seems to hear
Her knees go weak and she falls
She falls ******* her heart.

Who could cause her so much pain?
Who could make her feel this way?
So desperate and heart broken,
So fragile and insecure.

She held me tighter,
My thorn cutting her palm,
She didnt seem to care
It seemed to make her calm.

She lay her head on the ground
And finally let me go,
Her tears trickled from her eyes,
The pain began to show.

Love kills.
Oct 2013 · 554
Cradle me.
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
I lay there in your lap
Weeping like a baby
And you cradle me like a teenager
Would cradle
Her phone.
Oct 2013 · 425
Let us play.
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
We used to play
Pass the parcel
And we still do
But now we pass the bottle.

We used to play catch
And we still do,
But now we run
From our worries.

We used to play hide and seek
And we still do
But now we hide
From our fears.

We're playing the same games.
But we've completley changed the rules.
Oct 2013 · 887
What am I?
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
I feel, I love, I cry.
All the time I feel something, maybe passion maybe anger maybe sadness maybe excitment.
But i never stop feeling.

I find myself conpletley lost in my imagination lots of the time.
I find myself confused, never knowing what to think or do or say.

I see myself as never good enough, i want to be like the others.
I see myself as ugly or fat or too skinny or full of spots or stupid or a nerd.

What am I?
I'm a normal teenage girl, trying to find herself.
Oct 2013 · 476
Goodbye
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
Your sorry *** can kiss me goodbye.
I'm done.
Oct 2013 · 759
Shame
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
Baby,
Please don't walk away.
Please don't look at me that way.
With those dead eyes that show just pain.

Baby,
I didn't mean it.
Please dont't speak to me like that
With that tone that cuts deep into my soul.

Baby,
Don't say that.
Don't turn your back to me like that
As if i am in your past and you won't desire me again.

Hey
"Baby"
You hurt me bad that's why my eyes show pain.
My tone will stay this way, especially if it hurts you.
And I will turn my back, because you are in my past, and i am never going to desire you again.
Oct 2013 · 531
Fix me
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
My heart is broken into a million peices, it's spilt out on the pavement, it's shattered on the floor.
My heart is broken and i can't fix it on my own. It's killing me swiftly and slowly, it's hurting me so bad.
My heart is broken and the edges are sharp, they're digging into my chest and piercing my soul.
My heart is broken and there's only one cure.

One ******* cure.
Time.

Wait a little longer. It'll all be over, the heart has a way of fixing it's self. Wait a little longer.
Oct 2013 · 620
Desire
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
So i have this fantasy
That one night will be our night.
That one night he'll pick me up
And gently place me on his bed.

One night he'll kiss me and then slowly move down to my neck, **** my neck like he desires me as much as i desire him.
One night he'll slip off my pants and he'll touch me like he cares.
He'll whisper he loves me in my ear and he'll say it with passion.

His body will be touching mine, and his breath will be heavy on my neck.

One night he'll make me feel alive.
One night he'll make me feel like i can fly.

And never again will i stop soaring.
Oct 2013 · 425
Love
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
Love is everything.
Love is nothing.
Love is something you can't describe,
Love exists nowhere but everywhere.

Love is whatever you want it to be.
Oct 2013 · 3.8k
Raindrops
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
I stand alone
No shelter just a tree
And i can feel the raindrops fall to my face
Or are those tears?

I can hear the raindrops
Patter down on the hard insensetive ground
The sound creates a pattern in my mind
That melanchonic pattern that makes me think of you.

Where are you now?
Is it raining on you aswell?
Do you care too?
Or are you somewhere where the sun is shining?
Oct 2013 · 730
Fuck depression
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
You look so sad and lonely,
You look incredibly thin
You look like you want to cry
You look like you want to die.

I know you do, you told me so yourself
You told me that day you were crying
Whilst laying your head down on my lap
But you are my dearest sister

I won't let that happen
I told you how much you mean to me
How much i need you to stay
I told you not to give up.

You didnt't hear that last bit
You fell asleep your cheeks wet with a mix of both mine and your own tears
I love you so much and i need you

I need you to stay with me
I need you to be strong
I need you to know i love you
And i need you to want to go on.

Stop starving yourself
Stop feeling so lonely
I'm here for you my darling
Your sister is here for you.

I love you. And i promise it will get better. It's a promise i will make sure to keep.
Oct 2013 · 314
Tell me
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
Tell me something i don't know
Tell me i mean something to you
Tell me i am beautiful
Tell me im worth something

Tell me you need me
Shout it at the top of your lungs
You could even whisper it in my ear
But tell me something i dont know.

Make me happy and tell me i'm your world.
Oct 2013 · 883
Our way
Luisa bernabó Oct 2013
We're so young we dont know better
So let us make our mistakes
You forget you too were young
And you too went through it all.

So now let us live it to the fullest
Let us dive into the unknown
Let us explore what we want to discover
Let us rupture and let us repair.

Leave us with the alcohol
Leave us with a joint
Leave us round the bonfire
Sharing our deepest secrets

Please dont use the word 'dissapointed'
Dont tell us that we're wrong
Let us live and breathe
How we wish and i swear we'll succeed.

We'll show you we're just fine
Maybe a little crazy and wild
Maybe completley insane
But let us do it our way.

Our way is by far the best.

Try it and you'll see.

— The End —