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You are like a dream come true
I get lost when I'm around you
Lost in your lovely blue eyes
Eyes as blue as the clear skies
Your love is like the ocean
I'd turn tides to be with you
As close as it could happen
My words can't go through
You seem close in a distance
Yet a little far for me to reach
I have been really patient
For your love which I need
You appear like an oasis
In the middle of the desert
I tried to take a sip of your love
You turn out to be a mirage
My mind has played games
This time I have no choice but to lose
Cause all of this has cause pain
Pain in the mind and my heart
But I seem so attached to all of this
Attached as if this was my gravity
The thought of you never left me
I'm entangled by this wild fantasy
Where I could come close to you
To be together is all I ever need
To hold you close and love you forever more
Still A Wild Fantasy
 Mar 2014 Maytin Paige
mg
sadly
it's the broken toys
who were played
to the
core
the broken toys
were overworked
overused
but the toys
did not
know
that they were overused
because they
were loved.

m.g.
“…wait, are you afraid of the dark?” he asked with a tone of disbelief.
“So what if I am?”
“Well, I'd say that's a shame. You allow your imagination to control you.”
She couldn’t disagree. He was right and she was embarrassed.
“turn off the light,”
silence.
"and just listen to my voice."
And she did.
 Mar 2014 Maytin Paige
Sad Girl
So many dreams of you at night,
so many words that which I could write.

I've loved you once, I've loved you twice.
Love was the feeling, but my actions never right.

I went about things in all of the wrong ways.
My behavior punished you, each and every day.

I’d like to apologize to you, if I may.
I know you’ll never listen, much to my dismay.

Your life will continue and in love with you I’ll stay,
regretting my decisions as I watch you walk away.

I can fasten on a smile and live my life in vain;
though, no matter what I do, in love I still remain.
*kd
I often wonder just how personal
all that we were actually was.
I really don't like question marks. I suppose it's because I live in the curve of one
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