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Quincy Poitras Oct 2012
You gave me a little slice of hope.
I told you how I feel about you and you said the same.
Then you said you wanted to think about it.
That was three  days ago.
I understand you want time.
But this is one of those things that you cannot make the heart wait for.
I want to be with you,
Show you I am not like those other girls.
I know I have made mistakes.
I know I am not perfect.
But I want to show you.
This is killing me.
I have been going back and forth between being optimistic and just throwing everything I feel away.
I want to be with you like I have never wanted to be with anyone before.
I want that chance.
But right now,
I don't think you will give it to me.
But I still hold onto that little shred of hope I have left.
Quincy Poitras Oct 2012
I am a sucker for:
The sweet boy
The loyal boy
The boy in uniform
The boy who can talk to me
The boy who treats me well
The boy who is ready to be a man
But really,
I'm just a sucker for you.
Quincy Poitras Oct 2012
But, then there he is.
Someone new.
Someone that I think will treat me like a
Queen.
He is respectful in a simple way.
Never getting loud,
Never pressuring me into anything,
Wanting to legitimately be there for me.
So why am I having a hard time deciding what I want?
Quincy Poitras Oct 2012
You
I need to cut myself off from you..
But you,
You,
Have become an addiction.
And I don't know if I am strong enough to break it.
Quincy Poitras Oct 2012
We slept together the other night.
Not in a ***** way, but slept like sleep.
You told me I could cuddle up with you.
I pounced on the opportunity.
I knew the second you wrapped me up in your arms, there was no hope for my poor soul.
I melted.
We cuddled all night, in one way or another.
I wanted nothing more than to stay that way with you forever.
Now that time has come to pass.
And I want more.
My heart has become hungry for it.
Quincy Poitras Oct 2012
I want to get on a boat and sail away.
Far, far from the shores that are binding me here.
Being at the winds mercy blowing where it may.
I want to leave because of what happened dear.
I do not hold a grudge against you though.
I could, and for myself, I probably should.
Alas I do not, and this you should know.
I almost loved you, you were my Robin Hood.
But now you are nothing but a person to me.
Just another ripple in my sea of dreams.
You lied, and used me, this you can agree.
Now thoughts of you just blend with the streams.
I want to get on a boat and sail away.
Being at the winds mercy, blowing where they may.
Quincy Poitras Oct 2012
I look at everything put in front of me as a challenge to be overcome and destroyed.
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