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 Apr 2013 November Rayne
Brooklyn
To tell you that I love you would never tell enough.
To tell you that I miss you wouldn't let me feel your touch.
To walk away from you now would break my heart in half,
Because we've combined our roads too long to become a different path.

Now you'll be leaving soon, boarding your bus approaching your Great Perhaps.
While I sit in my living room holding one of our matching caps.
Visions of blue camouflage begin to fill my mind,
As you ship off to fight for freedom, to save our American kind.

I'm more proud of you that I thought I could be,
But as I sit alone, while you're heading off to sea,
I begin to wonder about our trust,
And imagine what's in store for us.

What if you go, and come back to find,
A girl that isn't worth your time,
That's when you change your mind,
And go find another kind?

What if you come back in blue,
But certain changes you've been through,
And even if our love was true,
I couldn't find a way to be with you?

What if you get in a tough little place,
Where there is no room, very little space,
And sweat rolls down your face,
As your last breath is taken away?

What if you find someone new,
Someone that can be with you,
Someone who is in the Navy too,
Someone in your crew?

I love you more than anything else,
And I want you forever, all for myself.
I believe in you, like you believe in me,
So, maybe while you find your dreams,
You will find me.
And be.
My Everything.
 Feb 2013 November Rayne
Lee
Only ten words and i still cant use them wisely.
 Feb 2013 November Rayne
Brooklyn
The sun scalds behind never ending skies,
Reminding me of my heart when I look in your eyes.
The oceans of blue that hold secrets inside,
Masked over with playfulness so that you can hide.

The way your forehead wrinkles when you smile,
Or when I tell you that you're cute, and you fake denial.
The way that your lips are the softest of all,
In fact, they were the push that caused me to fall.

The way you focus instead of just see,
And how you'll stop what you're doing to understand me.
How you think I'm funny, and laugh at what I say,
How its never enough time after being with you all day.

The way you hold my hands sends shivers down my spine,
And when you pull me in tight, and whisper, "You're mine."
The way you look when you're feeling hot,
Or even more when you're not.

You want to know me, but you already do,
Because I'm mostly me when I'm with you.
When we're laughing, and holding each other so tight,
When you told me you loved me for the first time that night.

You make me feel like I could be the best,
That if I try, I could top all the rest,
And if I have you, and if you have me,
Then we can see everything that we need to see.

I want you forever, or just for one more day,
If that one more day is the last I can stay,
Before I move on to the place after life,
Because I'm always thinking how I'm going to die.

But death doesn't matter in even the darkest of times,
Because the light in my life was making you mine,
And I know I'm not perfect, and that all I can give
Is the words that I say, and a happy life to live.

I will love you each day, and I promise that's true,
Because loving isn't loving if it's not loving you.
And I swear that I'll listen to whatever you say,
And take your side in all the troubles that changed your day.

I'll be here for you no matter what comes along,
And I'll be there to listen to every song.
I'll watch whatever you want to watch on TV,
Because it really doesn't matter when your arms are around me.

And I'll give you everything I can, and that's just a start,
Because I gave you everything I am when I gave you my heart.
Maybe I'm nasty, and maybe I'm crazy,
But that doesn't matter when you call me baby.

You're everything to me, and you're all I need,
You inspire me to be the best I can be,
I could watch you for a lifetime because I love what I see.
I just hope that you feel the same when you look at me.
 Feb 2013 November Rayne
Brooklyn
I check the lost and found box,
Frantically.
"It's gone! I can't find it!"
Terrifying.
The receptionist looks over her small glasses,
Awkwardly.
"Is something wrong, Miss?"
Everything.
"I lost my soul! I need it! Where is it?"
Gone.
She looks at me like I lost my mind.
Definitely.
You walk by.
Of course.
The sun is shining down on your face,
Though it isn't as bright as you.
And clinging behind you,
Never to fall short of step,
As always,
Instead of your shadow,
Is the ghost of me.
And all you see,
As you look my way.
Is the shell,
Of an empty girl.
 Feb 2013 November Rayne
Brooklyn
He was my medicine.
When I wasn't at home.
But I wasn't sick.
So, then I was alone.

Ashes to a s h e s we fell down.
Then you came out of the broken ground.

This is the start of something new,
When you charm me with your wit.
The beaches roll into stranger tides,
And I'm ready to sail it.

Feeling your hands on my skin,
I found a place I've wanted.
For so long.

You kiss my lips,
And my nose,
And protect me from the cold.

There isn't a trace of a thing I wouldn't do for you
Because you have the voice of an angel.

My chest felt fierce with fire when you kissed my lips,
I pushed back with fear.

"I'm not one of those who can feel. I'm rotten ruins."
You smiled and said, "You amaze me, over and over again."

I don't know what our future holds,
But I will be there with wide eyes and an open heart.
Because, I'm drowning in your ocean eyes,
And you amaze me too.
 Jan 2013 November Rayne
Nicole
I see it in his eyes,
I can hear it in his voice;
He loves me.
And it hurts.. how much I wish I had the choice
To love him that way too.
 Jan 2013 November Rayne
Brooklyn
It seems as though,
You've let go.
I sit here and wonder why
Can't I?

It's not that I want you back,
Because, really, I can live without that,
But then I smell your scent, or hear a song,
And it takes me back to when nothing felt this wrong.

This time there isn't a she
Just that fact that it isn't me.
You didn't need a temporary distraction,
You just divided me out of your fraction.

But freedom is ringing,
And free time keeps screaming,
I don't really have much to do,
Now that I'm living without you.

It's not that you were the best I could have in my life,
Because when you left, I found in my back, a knife.
It's just that I remember everything I did for you,
And the sweet taste of times when you did things for me too.

You helped me find the strength to accept the death of my mother,
You kept me calmed down, when I found out that I had a brother.
When my ***** holder went to jail, you held me that night,
When my Dad died, I needed you, but you weren't in sight.
But then you were, but you weren't mine.

I know that I'll find someone that will make me able to feel,
And God made another of me to love you more than I ever will,
But I can't help taking a stroll down memory lane,
Even if it results in momentary pain.

My mouth doesn't speak your name anymore,
But still, from pen, I find that it pours.
You were the first person to make me feel good,
To make me feel beautiful and important and understood.

You made me feel ****, you made me feel smart.
You made me feel ways, I didn't think I could with my heart.
You were the first to make me feel alive, like I was enough
You were the first to make me feel love.

After you left I didn't know what to do,
Except turn all of my hatred towards you.
And the girls that came after me.
And the person that I could never be.

In ten years, I will love someone new.
Get married, and have a baby or two.
We'll live together and dance in the moon,
But I will still remember you.

And how we spent our teenage years, right from the start,
In Summer heat, and Winter nights, and Fall and Spring under the stars.
You've changed me in all the ways a person should be changed,
And showed me things in my life that I should rearrange.

Not only did I love you,
But I loved the person you made me into.
And I felt that when you left me alone,
The good part of me would have followed you home.

And as I question what I need to do, I glance up above,
And realize that I need to start a new chapter in this terrible thing called love.
But this one might be the hardest one, I've ever had to write,
Because I have to love myself before I can love anyone right.

I've put down the razor for good,
The way that I should.
And I've found better things to do,
Then to sit around and wait for you.

I'm adding new habits to an old personality,
Because I want to be the best person that I can be.
You've casted the outline to the person I need,
But the things you didn't do, doesn't help me.

Out of 7 billion people,
You're still not the person for me.
But I can learn to expect things like that
On my road to recovery.
"People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff." -The Doctor in "Blink (2007)"

"Remember that time we.."
Her voice calls to me from tomorrow.
From yesterday. From a flat in England
in 1969, all **** carpets and counterculture.
All go-go boots and ginger hair.

"Can't wait till we.."
Her voice calls to me from today.
From nowhen. From the bed
a few blocks down the road.
All apologies and heretos
and whyfors.

"Spoilers.."
She says with a smile
that cracked on her face
yesterday and ends
somewhen.
 Dec 2012 November Rayne
Brooklyn
You were the little bird
That taught me how to fly.
That taught me how to love,
And taught me how to cry.

You fixed my broken wings
And I slaved over crafting yours
I thought that with a love like ours,
We'd soar, and soar, and soar.

Until you felt the seasons change,
And flew south to get warm,
I guess I never got the memo,
So I was left in the storm.

Then you came back,
And kissed my lips with a passion I've never known.
And I was pulled right back in,
As if you never left me alone.

Your wing was broken,
And so I helped you mend,
Because I've always been there to take your hits,
Until you're ready to fly again.

You want me to spread my wings
Into your delusional sunset.
But when I chose a different path
You became upset.

My little bird, I live for you
And you have always had my heart,
But you can't stay for very long,
And you leave me torn apart.

So maybe its time to say goodbye,
And we know its never easy,
But how can I make you stay,
If you always end up leaving me?  

So take some of my feathers,
And never let them fall apart,
Pull them out and think of the moments
That it took you to win my heart.

I wish it never had to be this way,
I wish I never had to cry,
But I will keep spreading my wings,
Because I refuse to not fly.

— The End —