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Sep 2014
instead of doing my work i'm sitting here playing over the way your arms wrapped around me like I was a prize
it's as if you saw my broken pieces and put them back together again all in a few seconds
you smell just like you two years ago when i first fell for you and since then i've had trouble finding myself out of this maze known as your soul
you're my inspiration and the reason im still breathing but
i'm positive that my small hands wrapped around you don't possibly make you feel the way yours make me feel
i thought things had changed since the day we first met but it seems to me that feelings are pouring out of me like the crimson
i watched pour out of my wrist last night
i swore i had let you go but you're like a drug and
im about to relapse
i'm shaking and trembling over the words you used to tell me
every bone in my body aches because i miss you so **** much
the first glance into your eyes was like seeing rain
stream down my window
so mesmerizing and beautiful
you see yourself as a lost boy but
i see you as my directions
because they all seem
to lead me to
you
this is old, so anyone reading and thinking it's about someone it shouldn't be about, you're right.
Louise
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Louise
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