Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2014
HER
I feel like I’m shrinking
like when you hug me I become smaller and smaller
until your arms become tightly wrapped around your ribs
and I find myself wading through my own tearstorm

I feel like I’m melting
not in a cutesy crush kind of way that you’d hope
like when you can’t kiss properly because you're smiling too hard
but in a gloopy eyeliner kind of way.

I feel like I’m *****
like my hair will never be untangled
and like I’ll never feel as lovely as I did that night
when you ran your hands through my blonde mess

I feel like I’m falling
falling for you all over again and realizing
that the giddy drunk girl who you kissed two years ago
is ****** up now and she

will never be so innocent,
will never be so whole,
will never be her.
Melanie Melon
Written by
Melanie Melon
511
   ---, Arabella, --- and M White
Please log in to view and add comments on poems