i will always question what could’ve happened between us, if just given the right timing my heart still skips a beat when i hear your name i will always be able to spot you in a crowd, no matter how big that song will always be our song you’ll always have a piece of my heart thank you for being my first kiss and loving me with all you had i’ll always love you
reckless behavior that’s what it is there’s no way to save her there’s no way to win she does what she wants no care in the world she’s never loved once she takes, like a ***** she’ll drop you so fast no need to commit don’t ever look back she’s just a ******* hypocrite
i don’t know how to write anymore no words come to my head other than i miss you it’s all been said before poems have been written songs have been played no wishes can be granted for this broken heart to go away all i ask is for this baggage to be lifted off my shoulders no one taught me how to let go i cling to our memories like my life depends on it i don’t know how to be me without you because i thought it would always be us in the end but you left me crying in my room that one october stripped of my self worth now every time i think i’m getting better i look in the mirror and see those blue eyes you said you loved and can’t help but think that’s the last thing you saw before you decided to leave me
blue as the ocean from the inside out it’s hurts so bad to try and love myself i’ve gotten used to being sad with tear filled eyes i’m starting to appreciate how it turns them to a gentle shade of blue
the drop of my stomach the ache in my heart unexpected words leave me feeling worlds apart i ask myself questions i can’t bare to know the answer i ponder my worth, comparing our genders i ******* hate rhyming, because it sounds too simple when i’m trying to express the dark thoughts of my mental
you don’t need to love every person who comes along and actually treats you right, just let them be and do what they do, and let them move throughout your life, even if they leave
you’re not sure what i’m saying but it makes sense to me
my mother asks me about my relationships i tell her what doesn’t fit how my heart sits how every person just isn’t it most of my relationships end in failure she asks me why, and scolds my behavior how can she not tell i learn from what i see all throughout my childhood and how it’s passed down to me
let’s go back to the night we were torn from each other let’s follow the signs the universe showed us to avoid such depressing events i think back to that time and know how our love could have survived if we weren’t so young and reckless as i mature and grow, i’ve learned it wasn’t our fault our love was pure but the world could never accept us, and sometimes still won’t so when i dream of you and i, do you see me in yours too? i still have my dreamcatcher we shared and it’s always latching on to you…
we still pass each other in the hallway and stare for too long we both can’t help but smile i’m left with the thought of what could’ve happened between us i truly thought you were the one
i learn ways to enjoy life without you i’ve stopped putting creamer in my coffee the dark brew reminds me of your eyes i run every morning my shortness of breath reminds me of your name i spend more time reading our love had me at a loss for words you taught me to appreciate life more because some things cannot stay i’m starting to pick up new habits, but you’re still stuck in my old ways
we exchange glances across the room i still remember the first time i met you even though it was just three months ago and we’ve only hung out three times still i just want you to be my girlfriend because i heard third times the charm
how embarrassing it is to have feelings i don’t want them anymore take them away leave me beside there’s no room left in my jumbled up life so take my thoughts, my feelings, my pride, and leave me alone with you in my mind
i’m sorry i left you behind i must have lost my mind you’ve been my only friend when my world comes to an end my hand drifts towards a pen and i rewrite my life again i never know where to begin but i always find myself, writing again