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Andrew Gomez Nov 2020
Love was the game.
I got finessed.
Followed my heart.
'Til I realized it was too late.
Andrew Gomez Nov 2020
Opening up a book is like opening up a womans feelings for the first time.
you never know what you're gona get and you can't see what's happening down the way
but just know by each chapter there's always something new to learn
the more you progress the deeper in the book you get
it's just lika woman.. the more she opens up the deeper her feelings also get
and when you're almost done with the book you can see that it's already getting good
it's just lika woman she almost trust you with her feelings and not meant to be joked about
it's just like a book even though books don't become true
it's just lika woman not everything you know will come to life
except for the feelings that are burning inside
after the book is over you reminisce about what happened
and just lika woman when she finally opens up all of her to you
you sit there in aw
because you know she trusts you
reading a woman is like reading a book
Andrew Gomez Nov 2020
'Til this day I wonder where I went wrong with you.
I hope our paths never cross again.
I've been hurting for months and I have no idea how long it will be.
Before I actually feel fine.
I've been killing myself with all this downtime.
Wondering about you and how you're doing.
This will be my last poem about you.
I lived to see 23 and I'm happy for that.
A year ago I had you.
This month in a couple of days.
This will sproute new memories.
For myself so I can see my life completely without you.
I wish I could turn into a door so you can walk in and see my life.
'Til you realize how many locks you have to go through just to open the door.
I've had so many people tell me just to let it go.
Even you said "it is what it is."
And you're right.
'Til this day.
It will be "it is what it is."
You even told me happy birthday and it was awkward for me.
You don't really care about me.
Nevermore should I care about you.
'Til this day.
We walk separate paths.
Shall it stay like that.
Andrew Gomez Oct 2020
I should have walked away from you.
I knew it was ending when you said we were drifting apart.
I could have saved myself from this hurt.
That one night I had my chance.
I should have just got up and left.
Walked until my feet bled.
Maybe then my feelings would've died for you.
Now I'm just choking my life away.
Little by little.
Day by day.
Month by month.
My healing time is ******.
Andrew Gomez Oct 2020
I layed in my bed and listened to the pattern of the rain.
I let it ****** my brain and give me illusions.
The chilly wind coming from my window displays its hurt.
I lay and let my conscience wonder around.
The cold wet rain pittering and pattering on the concrete is exilerating.
Not because I enjoy it but because it reminds me I'm still alive.
Andrew Gomez Oct 2020
This loneliness is just bitter.
To cold for my heart to bear.
The freezing point that I can barely stand.
Freeze my soul and just leave me be.
In time someone will warm it back up.
Andrew Gomez Oct 2020
I learned being without you has left me in a state of peril.
To the point where I messaged you saying that miss you.
Over and over again.
I even told you that there was no point in me telling you that because you have moved on.
Its been pfft.
I forgot how many months now.
I've never cared about anyone more than you and I dont know why.
Oh well though.
It doesn't matter to anyone but me.
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