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Mar 2021
I’m tired of waiting for the eyes
Those beautiful hazel eyes
To come staring back at me
To set me free

I long for those rosy pink lips
That captivated me for so long
Even the caress of them on my cheek
Lighter than a feather

I wish for those lips
To whisper I love you
So that maybe I can hear those words again

Tears have sealed my fate
For years
Not know or even showing
The mess behind

Covering my lies
With pigtails
And smiles.

I wish just once
I could
I could…

Be with you
Hear you stories
But you insist and going through it alone
Mending
All those lines on your wrist alone

Why is it worth it
Why must I sit on my ***
While every second I wait
Could be the last second you breathe

Why me
Why did you choose me
I was innocent
Irrelevant
Like a siren to a ******  
I was drawn to you
You could have chosen anyone
Everybody loved you
But you chose the weird kid

You chose the one you could mess with
The one you could hurt
The one you knew wouldn’t hurt themselves
Because they don’t want to turn out like you
The one who almost had those same lines
But doesn’t
And never will
Because those lines
Don’t only hurt you

They hurt the people you are close to
Every line
Is a new paragraph in their anxiety
Hoping that they can do something
But realizing they can do nothing
They just sit
Surrounded by pages and pages
Flowing like sea
Never-ending

But they will always come back

I will always come back
Because I meant I love you
You were the greatest friend I could ever ask for
So yes

I love you
Written by
Margaret
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