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Nicole Whitticar Oct 2016
I love the trees and the bees
I love the yellow flowers I walk by everyday that remind me of you- and the pure love that pours from your tongue onto mine.
I love that every goodbye is said over and over again, until one of us caves in.
I love the way you say you dislike some of my hobbies yet participate in them just to please me.
I love your crooked smile, that stretches perfectly from ear to ear.
I love the moon and the sun
I love the stars that have made our zodiac signs coincide - I love mythology and the brief amount of it that you know
I love the imagination i see within your eyes. There is always something to be made from nothing when we are together.
I love that ever since I met you every little thing on this green planet has come to life,
I love everything that this earth has to offer, because you have walked these same paths, you have looked at the sun, the moon, the stars, you have been apart of that indescribable moment of simplicity. and i was there too
Everyone has an addiction
Believe it to be true, or fiction
It could be money or power
Drinking after work at happy hour
New timbs or the new Jordan shoes
**** it, get a couple more tattoos
Everyone does something to get through tough times
You just have to read between the lines
Getting blackout drunk
Over eating junk
Posting on Facebook about your gains
Are you in pain?
Likes on your Gym selfie flexing in the mirror
Are you seeing clearer?
Addicted to attention
Feeling the emotional tension
Everyone has a vice
Had a bad day go by the new Apple device
Maybe shopping helps you get through
Go to the mall when you're feeling blue
Stop at Starbucks, Doubleshot espresso
New makeup pallet, make that face glow
Spend $100 on a pair jeans
It all becomes routine
Ask yourself are you going to the extreme?
As I sit and daydream
Thoughts drifting in my head
What vice will shed?
What am I masking?
The question I'm still asking
Nicole Whitticar Oct 2016
You brought light to my world and showed me right from wrong-
You taught me how to be a woman, to be proud of what I own
I never fail to see the strength deep inside that you possess, and never lose, even in times of distress
I love you more than you know, and I wish I could tell you everyday, that your mother would be proud- to see you taking life day by day.
So Mom, please be proud of yourself and Love yourself, never feel sad- Because as your daughter I will be here, standing by your side. When you're sad, tired, or angry find your peace of mind, and know that I love you more than anything in this world and I will always, ALWAYS, be your baby girl.
Nicole Whitticar Oct 2016
Making decisions- my weakness
A fault that I overlooked my whole life until I found love

Something I learned: Your first love is not your last love... and your first love is probably not your first love.
My second love was my first love, and I'm still recovering
I don't know whether my affection towards him was not enough or that my misguided emotions led him astray.. all I know is that I messed up and I do take fault.
Yes, he made mistakes- but the mistake of not showing/telling someone how much you love them every second of the day, when it matters the most, is what kills a relationship. I killed what I loved the most
The passion, the love, the energy we had was like no other- I am sure one day I will stumble upon another who lights a fire within me with the same intensity he once did.. but until then I only have myself to blame for the built up emotion that leaves me weighted.
  Oct 2016 Nicole Whitticar
Tiauna
We spend so much time
Over analyzing what life
Could be
But we'll never try to make it real
Or live it out physically

But there's only so much time
And no promises for tomorrow
No way to reverse what you could of had
No youth that you can barrow

So many dreams to be lived
But the mind, it holds us back
Never took a risk in life
So much imagination we lack

If only you took a chance
To see what beyond the skies
You'd see then that even YOU, can fly

Don't waste your life dreaming
And later wonder why
So many days you could of spent living
Passed in the blink of an eye
Go live!
To my most beloved,
my painter, my muse.
My dear Einar,
I love you
as I always have.
How beautiful you are in a dress.
You are the most
beautiful lady,
your beauty surpasses
even mine.
Your scarf around my neck,
how it warms me as you do.
I hope you become who you truly are,
and want to be.
I love you,
my dear Lili.
Inspired by the tale of 'The Danish Girl'
Nicole Whitticar Oct 2016
My body is weak and my heart is hanging on by its last string
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The faith and hope that once was so easily attainable is lost and I do not know where to go to regain strength or find a home
you were my home,
you were my strength and now without you my body is more frail than ever. The cold cripples me without having you to wrap myself in.
The hardships of life or never ending and with each punch that God throws at me, I become weak and vulnerable
Easily susceptible to fall into immoral behavior
I need something, someone, I need you
Count the days you said you would love me, was there ever any truth to your words?
You said you wouldn't and you did.
At this point my chest is aching and my Love, nor your love is needed to patch up any old wounds.
Better I will be, I will grow and find new loves, I will try new loves
No more hiding, waiting for someone like you to come along to heal me.
Words are met with actions.
So, keep lying to yourself to get by- time can only heal you if you will let it. I am welcoming time by not counting the days you have been gone-
Allowing myself to become something more than an object to reminisce.
I am worthy of so much more than just your love
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