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Chameleon May 2016
I said it last weekend when I was drunk,
but it will always be true.
You never take advantage of the time of your life that you're in, when you're in it.
And then you spend the next few years feeling nostalgic all the time.
I wish I could record everything about my apartment.
My first apartment.

The birds chirping outside every window, the sound of the cars passing on the state highway.
My loveseat that has become my favorite place in the house,
spending hours watching Netflix and smoking ***.
I turned the big 21 here,
got my Ford explorer,
lived with my first pitbull,
and worked at the first job that made it possible to support myself.

I am going to try to live in these moments. Even if I feel miserable sometimes, I know I will miss all of this some day.
Chameleon May 2016
No matter how hard I try to fight it;
and tell myself I deserve the guy that opens my car door, and is adored by my parents.
I can't stop this feeling.
And in the words of Lady Gaga,
I'm still in love with Judas baby.

I love *****, sad/angry, and different.

Bruises, and tattoos, drinking and smoking.

The guy that will pick me up on his dirtbike, but doesn't bother coming to knock on the door.
And then in the privacy of no eyes watching,
kisses me hard.

I love the fight,
the struggle,
I love a bad boy.
Chameleon May 2016
I hope I go to bed tonight
and dream of him kissing me again.

I'm too buzzed.
This idiot needs to go to bed.
Ita even hard to type.
Look ^
Chameleon May 2016
I think I just had a very sober thought.

     Just.

Stop
        Caring.
Chameleon May 2016
° Wonderful tonight - Bob Seger
°When the night comes - Dan Auerbach
°Emmylou - First Aid Kit
°You are my sunshine - lots of people
°Can't help falling in love - Elvis Presley
°Fine - Kacey Musgraves
°Home - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
Chameleon May 2016
Wise men say, only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you.
Shall I stay, would it be a sin
if I can't help falling in love with you.

Do you remember how I would sit up on the deck railing,
and you'd be standing.
You were so tall, my knees touched the side of your chest.
We'd stay like that,
Talking and laughing and laughing,
and kissing.

Like a river flows to the sea
darling so it goes
some things are meant to be.
Take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help,
falling in love with you.*

Do you remember that first cruise we took in my little Oldsmobile.
It was like five in the morning in June, but neither of us had any desire to sleep.

We both knew something special was happening.
Elvis Presley.
Thank you for one of the most beautiful love songs ever written.
Chameleon May 2016
Writing has always been my voice, because I feel like I have no one else to talk to.
Sometimes I breathe, and I am filled with joy and I feel life is great and so am I. And those moments are wonderful.
But that's all they are.
Moments.
Usually I am terribly, secretly depressed. Trying to find solace in food and **** and alcohol and ***.
I just want to feel happy, all the time.
How did you do it? You made me someone who smiled at everyone and laughed. I was funny.
Why can't I be like that without you?
I used to try, and I told myself I was doing it for you..
I guess so maybe the universe would bring you back if I stayed positive.
But when I realized that wasn't going to happen..
I got lost. So, so lost.
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