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Risk is my life
danger is my game

*I am gonna make you mine in
every good & bad time
I am not going to let you out of my hands :)
you are the one for me//,
We sat on a bench in a park,
and cried.
We cried because of how hard life is.
I cried because the space that separated us,
finally affected us.
We swung on the swings together,
Like the best friends we will always be.
We laughed our hearts out,
and we called eachother by our nicknames,
Nachodynamite and Youngsniper.
Everything is drama sometimes
I can't worry about it
I am done listening
I am done pretending to love someone I don't

My life no longer revolves around jerks
I don't need your friendship anymore
I seriously don't care
I won't let you bring me down any lower

Buried in these eyes are tears
Nobody sees
Nobody needs to know

I didn't actually need your kisses or hugs
I managed
My life was too dependent on sharing and bonding
I'd rather walk away and find new friends than try to fix you
It's an invite to something toxic
The situation, not the invitation.

It's heart felt, seeds and bleeds,
It's a combination of fear and beer.
Sadness and hope.
Emotions made of thin rope.

Did I read it?
Did I feel it?
I saw you typing it.

You're on your pillow
Tears in your eyes.
Knowing I'll read it on the other side.

I want to wipe them away
I want to take you away
But I must back away
I saw your snapchat.
I wanted to text you, but we don't do that anymore. You asked if anyone was up. I'm anyone. I'm someone. But I didn't text. Didn't message. Didn't lend an ear.
I will send you that text in 5 years. Whenever we're a little older. More ready to make it work. So long as you want it to.
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