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May 2014
Eyes closed, no light seeps in
Butterflies tip-toe and dance within
The tickle of something against my hand
A small secret, written command.

But it's different when your lips brush against mine
It's gentle and sweet, like a fleeting sign
That this is what I've wanted, imagined for so long
With a kiss like that, what could possibly go wrong?

There's a burst of passion, a rush of light
A companion that chose to stay for the night.
Morning comes and the heat is back
Bodies intertwined to make up for the months of lack

Comfort and need found in each other
But we see differently than one another
You don't want me
And you're the only one I can see.

I knew that when it started;
You want temporary, I want whole-hearted.
That didn't stop the look in your eyes
The one I'll have to later disguise.

I let you in, I'm an open book
While I try to decipher your feelings by how you look
I have a feeling that I feel more
But when I think back on it, I'm not exactly sure

When you're unresponsive and reserved
I can only imagine that my words were unheard
Or maybe you just don't understand?
Maybe next time I'll write a message on your hand

Telling you how it would be
If only you wanted me.
I would be there for you through good and bad
Do anything to make you smile, never want to see you sad

There's something about you that I can't seem to let go
Ever since day one, although that was so long ago.
You always find me, no matter where I am
We seem to fit although you're a lion and I'm a lamb.

I see you for you, I'm here no matter what
I just wish you'd let me in, not slam the door shut;
I'm here to help, not to judge
Nothing you do could possibly smudge

How I feel or what I want
It only hurts when you taunt
Because you know how I feel
And sometimes treat me like I'm not real

Are we friends? Something more?
At times I can't be so sure
That I'm your friend at all
It makes me feel so silly and small

I'm used to giving more and getting less
Because I like to be the cause of happiness
And neglect myself
For the greater good and other's health

But when I feel invisible
Or even disposable
It makes it hard to believe
And makes me expect you to leave

Feeling like you don't matter...
There's nothing better to make you shatter
When someone claims they're your friend
But you don't really know if they are in the end...
Chelsea Molin
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Chelsea Molin  28/F/Michigan
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