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Nicole Joanne Feb 2015
you place me among other dolls in the shelf of your head,
my painted face fresher than the rest,
but I will not become dusty,
I will not be another one of your dolls.

you move my limbs because they are limp around you,
and you run your hand through my hair and pull
and you let your arms wrap around me like you're a child,
but it seems you've grown up over night and now I just sit there.

He treats me like a person,
he told me I was beautiful before the factory paint,
he's seen me in my worst state
but you hold me like a doll,
and he's scared to touch me at all

and even still, I sit on your shelf and wait.

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Nicole Joanne Feb 2015
he told me I had pretty eyes
as his fingers crept under my shirt
and ran along my spine,

his palms ran across my lower back,
and forced my hips to the bed,
and he bit my neck and softly laughed,

and I laughed, and I smiled,
and I nuzzled my head in his neck
and I placed my fingers between his
and rubbed my thumb on the bone

and he stole glances at his phone,
making plans with his friends,
while I stole glances at our future
and ran a blank

but I dug my head into his neck and laughed
while he ran his fingers on my skin,

all I wanted was to fall asleep on his chest and hold his hand,
all he wanted was an adventure, and he was dragging me along
-and I willingly gave him the map.

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Nicole Joanne Feb 2015
it's you I want to tell everything to,
and it's you I want to spend my days with,
and its you who I have stuff in common with,
though we are complete opposites,
and it you I'll learn from,
and it's you I want to experience,
and it's you I think about all the time,

but it's he I want to hold me.

and that where this love story becomes a tragedy.

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Nicole Joanne Feb 2015
you look into my eyes with a sleepy gaze
and I can barely find the strength to turn away,
eyes tracing lips like they're abandoned roads
and a kiss is the hidden treasure -so far, but so close.

my face buried in your neck,
and your arms wrapped around my waist,
your hand tangled with my hair,
and my body warm in your embrace.

I can't explain, I can't explain,
but sometimes I feel as if I can lay that way for days.
I think of how it all may change,
I hope I never beg you to stay,
I hope you want to remain the same.

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Nicole Joanne Feb 2015
we were driving through the night
your eyes fixated on the road,
and mine on my fumbling hands,

you were singing to the radio
your favourite song on blast,
I don't know what I said,
but it caused you to laugh.

I don't know where I'm going with this,
but by god, you've got a beautiful smile,
and I felt beautiful just looking at you,
why don't you smile more?

You've got sad eyes
and you're always looking away,
and when you held my hand
I didn't want it to break

but when you smiled,
everything was okay,
nothing else existed.

You should smile more,
I didn't fall in love today,
but I think I might someday.

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Nicole Joanne Feb 2015
I’m the happiest person in the world
but also the saddest
and so I make a fool of myself
and then regret it after it wears off.

- it's like being drunk and having a hangover at the same time
and god, help me, I'm about to burst into tears
at the same time as wanting to dance around in circles
I'm losing my mind.

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Nicole Joanne Jan 2015
you're so careless,
I guess I shouldn't be shocked;
I'm beginning to care less.
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