I'm surrounded by hippies
self proclaimed hippies
I should add
Because if they were real hippies
They would understand
How to love
people,
and nature,
and ******* everything
I'm not surrounded by real hippies
I'm surrounded by people craving excitement
Not because of the beautiful adventure available in the excitement of life
But because of the fear of being alone
However, its in my loneliest moments
Spent texting
or snapchatting
or on two hour long phone calls
that I feel more alive than ever
I smile more than I have all day
And not the same fake smile I have at work
That smile that I have to wear
cause honestly, my job depends on it
No, not that ******* smile
Its the smile that you hear through the phone
The one that holds the true happiness I feel when I talk to you
The one you love so much
that you've written about it in so many of your poems
It's the smile you'll see when you kiss me on the cheek in the morning
I'll wear it when I'm making you breakfast
You'll see it for hours spent rolling around in our sheets
God, you'll probably get sick of me always wearing that smile
Just know that the smile you see
Showing on my mouth but truly radiating from my eyes
Is the product of a girl so head over heels in love
With you
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 2:52 AM UTC
I'm surrounded by hippies
self proclaimed hippies
I should add
Because if they were real hippies
They would understand
How to love
people,
and nature,
and ******* everything
I'm not surrounded by real hippies
I'm surrounded by people craving excitement
Not because of the beautiful adventure available in the excitement of life
But because of the fear of being alone
However, its in my loneliest moments
Spent texting
or snapchatting
or on two hour long phone calls
that I feel more alive than ever
I smile more than I have all day
And not the same fake smile I have at work
That smile that I have to wear
cause honestly, my job depends on it
No, not that ******* smile
Its the smile that you hear through the phone
The one that holds the true happiness I feel when I talk to you
The one you love so much
that you've written about it in so many of your poems
It's the smile you'll see when you kiss me on the cheek in the morning
I'll wear it when I'm making you breakfast
You'll see it for hours spent rolling around in our sheets
God, you'll probably get sick of me always wearing that smile
Just know that the smile you see
Showing on my mouth but truly radiating from my eyes
Is the product of a girl so head over heels in love
With you
It's been a real eye opening day to say the least
