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Aug 2014
I'm happy and sad.
And trying to remember that that's okay.
Allowing tears to fall
And angels to catch them
Allowing laughter to escape
- Half in fear it may not return

I'm falling fast.
"Hard and fast" they say.
Stealing shy glances, sideways grins,
A touch of her skin
Stealing time, giddy,
Nervous heart ticking its own clock

I'm bereft. Suddenly alone.
- And falling so soon!
For a moment he was my everything
But then forever fell out the bottom.
In these moments she lifts me up
- But too soon, too soon

And I find it strange
That in loss I am in love
for lust was never this deep
Here I counsel myself to slumber,
To heal,
Biding time.
Something Charlie from Perks of Beings a Wallflower taught me, being "happy and sad" is very much okay - opposites and contradictions exist within us and we must accept this instead of trying to choose one over the other.
Written by
Tuesday Pixie
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   ---, A, r and AJ
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