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Melissa Nye Jun 2013
He walks as if there's nothing stopping him,
But I see that there's something pulling him back.

Sometimes, when we're alone, he talks to me like I'm the only person in the world,
But sometimes he talks to me as if I'm something on the bottom of his shoe.

Every time I feel like I need to see him he's not there,
And when I can't even face him, there he is.

Sometimes he cares about me, worries for me,
Other times he couldn't care less and he hurts me.

But I know there are two sides to every story and two sides to every person,
And all I know is his name and where he's from
I don't know the music he listens to or his favourite film
And all he knows is my name and where I'm going,
But I don't even know that yet.
Melissa Nye Jun 2013
It's such as shame when you find out things about people what you didn't need to know,
Because half of the time,
It will be things that impress you,
Surprise you,
Comfort you.
And half the time it will be things that misguide you,
Betray you,
Strike you.
When I found out what I did,
I jumped to conclusions,
Wanted to escape,
Needed to breathe,
And I hadn't even asked you about it.
Melissa Nye May 2013
Today I imagined a couple,
A couple sitting at the back of the bus,
Young and free.
He was telling her about his night out,
She was watching his lips,
Nowhere to be.

Today I imagined a couple,
A couple sitting at the back of the bus,
Quiet and cool.
He was focused on her smile,
She was touching his knee,
On their way home from school.

Today I imagined a couple,
Sitting where we used to be,
But alone together.
He put his hand on top of hers,
And she felt him,
Like hot British weather.

Today I saw a couple,
Young and wild and free,
Sitting at the back of the bus.
She had long brown hair,
He was 5 foot 10,
They reminded me, of us.
Melissa Nye May 2013
Midsummer nights in late July,
By the water in the park
The first time you ever saw me cry.
The heat kicks in,
You take me to the car,
Drive me to places that I've never been.
There's stains on my dress,
You got that summer body glow,
Who would have ever guessed?
I'm drinking an ice-cold Pepsi light,
Driving around town,
Darling, you're my angel delight.
Melissa Nye Apr 2013
Your words cut like knives,
Slash deep,
I'm wounded.
Your words roll off your tongue,
Fall freely,
I'm dejected.
Melissa Nye Apr 2013
There's nothing but knives,
Fears,
And flaws,
In my place,
Where I am, who I am,
Eating away from the inside out,
Acid in my tears,
Insufficient calorie,
Ricin infects our brains
Destroys where I am, who I am.
Melissa Nye Apr 2013
I can tell where this is going.
Me, denying that I am in love with you,
You, flirting with those other girls,
Me, believing how I felt was new,
You, looking like an angel
Me, falling for your smile,
You, telling me it'll be okay,
Me, stuck in denial,
You, and your laugh,
Me and my hopelessness,
You, bringing me closer
Me, loving your wholesomeness,
And how you are generally good for me,
I feel like the dead sea.
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