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There sat your hand
Craving to be intertwined with mine
There were your eyes
Looking away avoiding mine
There were your lips
Begging that the distance between them be ended forever

There was you
Sitting perfectly still and no clue how desperately I have fallen for you
 Oct 2015 Realeboga M
helena luce
To love someone is not as simple as it seems.
Once you discover the meaning to love, it becomes a chronic drug.
Love is not just one feeling, but an array of emotions strung together.

I'm worried I have deactivated my emotions, My subconscious has forced my body numb and my mind astray.
I can't seem to think clearly
It's like I've forgotten already.
But how?
Its way too soon to have forgotten.
I ask myself "this is big, how can you forgive?"
My answer: Simple, I'm addicted.
They ask me "what's wrong with you? How can you go back to him?"
My answer: I can't explain.

Psychotic.
How can I love someone who has done nothing but hurt me over and over?
How can there ever be trust?
How will we get through this?
I ask myself several questions everyday.
Still have no answers.
Except,
He's my drug.
And I'm in love.
I know it seems absurd
It seems so unrealistic
It is hard to believe
But please have a little faith in me
That you're the only ones that bring me glee
I'm not that expressive
Words are my voice
I dont have that much of a choice
Right now I just needed some time alone
To organize some things that are caught out of hand

I already promised to myself that you'll be my infinity, my love to the moon and back, the ones I know who'll always come back
and love me despite what I lack

When in fact... you guys are already my fate... :)
:3
I heard so many things
Don't know what's what
I was suppose stand by your side
But I chose to run away
And change my life all over again
I can do that now
But I choose not to
It's better to face my fears
Than to split town
Something I've done
Throughout my life
When it gets too hard
I turn out to be a *******
she never complained
about how long my hair was
or that how it reeked of
cigarettes when she kissed me
good morning,
she never painted
my skin grey
when the sun
shined,
she never told me
that my
breakfasts of
turkey sandwiches
and pepsi weren't healthy,
she told me once that
I should quit smoking
because she did,
I never did,
she says I drink to much,
she told me that
she loved me
when I made her laugh,
her legs were always warm
and I told her she could start a fire
when she doesn't shave,
she laughed,
she told me that
she loved me when
my friend died,
she never told me
why she loved me,
she never gave
me a reason to leave,
I never told myself why
she loved me, I never knew,
so I gave myself a reason

so through tears
she then told me
to go **** myself
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