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GieAn Aug 2015
Sometimes I feel like I’m always first to say ‘I love you.’
Sometimes I wonder; Did I do anything to hurt you?
Sometimes I ask you, If I make you happy…
Sometimes I ask you, If you really love me…
Sometimes I ask you, Are you sure you’ll always want to be with me?
Perhaps I’m blind to see
The reality-
And I know That you
Tell me
That I already know the answers to the questions I ask you…
But its my greatest insecurity
Not knowing if your heart is being true…
You always seem so quiet
And so distant, That I cant deny it…
Is there something, You’re keeping from me?
You may think I’m silly
But how come you don’t smile anymore,
Like you did before?
Please love, Why cant you smile?
For me to think that you are truly happy with me now, I’d be in denial…
I know that you say that I make you happy…
I Know that you tell me that you love me…
I know that you say that you always want to be with me…
But I cant help feeling this sense of insecurity…
My love please help me,
By reassuring me…
And to you’re heart, Please be true
And know that I love you!
PHILIP ALARIE
GieAn Aug 2015
I heard it said that life comes and goes
It passes in an instant like a wilting rose
I’m told that time makes light of our woes
Wears them like a gown Our sorrows to expose

Yet someone told me that you still loved me
Yea someone told me that you still loved me
Is it possibly true?

I’ve heard it said that destiny is quite cruel
It promises the world and laughs at ridicule
Think it’s in your hands, that you’ve got it made
But look again you’re wrong, you’re just a fool

Yet someone told me that you still loved me
Yea someone told me that you still loved me
Is it possibly true?

Who told me that you loved me I don’t know
Wish I could remember, but the face is gone
I’m left with a whisper in my ear
“He says he loves you, please don’t let him hear”

Yet someone told me that you still loved me
Yea someone told me that you still loved me
Is it possibly true?

I heard it said that life comes and goes
It passes in an instant like a wilting rose
I’m told that time makes light of our woes
Wears them like a gown Our sorrows to expose

Yet someone told me that you still loved me
Yea someone told me that you still loved me
Is it possibly true?
Carla Brucci
GieAn Aug 2015
Most of these days, I always sleep.
Closing my eyes, Closing my heart,
Never letting memories flash on my mind.

Most of the time, I can't sleep.
With open eyes, open wounds,
The silence is always too loud.

Most days of my life now, I wish to be asleep.
Never allowing my mind to think
All the hurts, all the pain,
I wish I never felt when you leave

Oh, let me fall asleep.
Before myself fall apart,
I'll bury my heart so deep.
Everyday story.
  Aug 2015 GieAn
Earl Jane


You are a really good fisherman,



And I am just but a foolish fish,




                                                       ­                      Preposterously bitten your hook,
                                                    With your bait of feigned love attached to it,

  



                                   Piercing it all the way to my heart,


                  Leaving me wounded with all of those prevaricates I've fell for,


But I don't know why,

                            I still love the feeling,

                                         That you've been jumping in gladness,

                                             That you've finally caught me,



Even though I was hardly breathing,

               'Cause you've taken  me away from the place,

                                  That makes me breathe and gives me joy.


                                 It somehow gives me relief,

                 Seeing the auspicious sun,

Brightly gleaming into my beautiful scales,

Not knowing it was just a start of a baleful Gehenna!




                    I should've known all along that it's just an entice!




                              But I am still blessed,


           'Cause I have manage to escape,

                                While damaging and harming myself in the process,


From the jailhouse that you've locked me in.




                                                      ­From then on,


              You've learned a lesson,


  

And use NET instead.



                       © Earl Jane
                         ♥ E.J.C.S.
GieAn Jul 2015
All the lovers stand under the moonlight
Holding hands while the sky is so bright
For them to be together forever
They must stay until the midnight is over

And I am here under the stars
Looking at the same moon with lonely scars
Alone, the cold wind whispered to me
*"Someone's waiting for you, too. You will see."
GieAn Jul 2015
Too much of something is bad enough.*

Do not trust
     too much.
Do not feel
    too much.
Do not love
    too much.
Do not care
    too much.

Those 'too much'
can hurt you
       so much.
Note to self.
GieAn Jul 2015
...
“I spent so much time
searching for him in a crowd
while he found someone else,
and I remembered
the sound of his laugh while
he memorized her mouth.”
— July 20th, 2015 by Ming D. Liu (via mingdliu)
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