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Poet x rebel Aug 2016
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Can you really say you know what love is when the one person you thought you could always find love and comfort in is the one person getting you worked up?
When you start laying awake at night thinking about them while they're just doing their own things on the side?
When they constantly keep ******* up and blaming their ignorance on it like that's supposed to make everything okay.
Maybe it's high time you stop being naive and start realising that the only reason he's ******* up isn't because he's not aware of it but because you're not worthy of him getting his act right.
Forget about his ***
Coz he's clearly forgotten about yours.
You've become the girl he calls when he feels miserable and needs to be "comforted".
Not the girl he constantly checks up on every 5 seconds to see if you're okay.
By now we all know that's reserved for her.
Always has been.
Poet x rebel May 2014
blood drops like
cloud drops rainfalls
falls on those unprotected from rain
try to run from the rain
but you can still hear the sounds .
Red and black are the colours
of the cursed
the cursed that never knew
the brightness and happiness
of colours that bring life.

Blood drops like
my heart drops everytime
your voice stops
from being heard by my
ears and being felt
by the butterflies in my stomach.
The name Bummies used to bring
so much joy to the soul that
used to be at peace
now Bummies just holds lots
of memories and moments
I can never take back

and like the clouds that hold rainfalls
and the way blood drops...
my eyes water.
I'm in love with a boy I had a fling with and now he isn't talking me without giving me a reason why. I'm just basically describing how much I miss him.
Poet x rebel Jun 2016
I wasn't looking for anything
I wasn't hoping for love
Because love has always been the cause of most of my pain
Plain but heart wrenching
You came along unexpected
At a time I thought I had finished with love
When love was ancient and I wasn't even thinking about it
I thought I'd take a chance with you coz you seemed different from the "love" I was used to
You felt like love-love
Giddy, butterflies fluttering in my stomach
Talk until the sun came up, call to check up on me, laugh at my lame jokes, tell me I'm beautiful, always there for me LOVE


Although you were different from the love I was used to
You hurt me more than the love I was used to ever did
That's probably why you were so different
So you could show me that although love comes in different lies and dreams
It always ends in its own gut-wrenching, heartbreaking way

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