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Renee Oct 2015
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I was so angry, so hurt, and so sad.
Maybe for one reason, two reasons —
or none at all.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
I'm so distracted,
I should've not overreacted.
It's too late, oh no, I've fallen —
I've reached the bottom and I'm too far from what I could've gotten.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
I used to want a lot of things,
but days, weeks, months, and even years have passed,
they've all faded—
but I guess my mind left a little memory
back to when all I wanted was to wake up every morning
next to you.

I still do.
R.
Renee Mar 2017
the lines of inked poetry
have yet to rhyme;
how can i think
when i've got not much time?
R.
Renee Oct 2015
March 5, 2015, Thursday, 11:36AM


The barriers between us
make it harder to reach out for you,
no matter how hard I try.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
A distance between what I used to feel
and whom I felt it for —
and, hopefully, whom I felt it with.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
October 30, 2015, Friday, 11:27AM


I've stepped on this pavement before
It's the sense of familiarity
That makes me want to turn back
And run away before I go through it all again
R.
Renee Oct 2015
I can't believe I've been living in a fantasy
where I've held your hand and kissed your lips.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
"My flaws are here, here, here, here, here..." I went on and on, jabbing my finger aimlessly on his body. He looked so sad, then I took a deep breath and whispered, "and here," laying my hand on his chest and continued, "because you fell in love with me," I looked at him dead straight in the eyes, hoping he'll understand that I will never stay his.
Nothing stays nor lasts forever and I, certainly don't.

"How about you? I feel like you're my flaw," he managed to choke out. I hugged him one last time and sighed, "I'm afraid I'm everyone else's." And pressed my lips against his tear-stained cheeks. He took my hand and held it in both, "but we all learn to love our flaws in the end, right? I love you, I love you, I love you —," I cut him off.

"And I'm still learning how to love you back"
Not a poem.




R.
Renee Oct 2015
It was foolish of me
to think that,
maybe,
you liked me back.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
October 9, 2015, Friday, 5:51AM

One glance was all it took
His emerald eyes locked in mine
I knew it then
I've met infatuation
R.
Renee Mar 2017
you were the book
i kept safe on the lonely shelf
only to be picked up
and to be read again;
what has been merely forgotten
but often longed
R.
Not
Renee Oct 2015
Not
April 14, 2015, Tuesday, 11:42PM

You're not him,
but I constantly tell myself
you're all I need anyways.

And I often tell you I love you, too.
R.
Renee Mar 2017
The road not taken was where you were
It was I who made it the most
For you were all I dared to seek, to find
R.

Obviously inspired by Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken. A must read.
Renee Oct 2015
February 20, 2015, Friday, 7:47PM

It took her half a song to fall in love,
and it took the other one glance to fall for another.
R
Renee Oct 2015
February 21, 2015, Saturday, 8:20PM

One moment left on replay
made her fall in love with him
every single day.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
February 21, 2015, Saturday, 8:08PM

I am dreading the day
in which you are finally her's
and she is yours.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
April 15, 2015, Wednesday, 8:48PM


unexpressed feelings kept hidden within

holding onto the thought of
never falling for anyone
or maybe holding onto the little hope
that time will come
and feelings will start to wear thin,

*and my little self-denied fear of never having someone
R.
Renee Oct 2015
May 6, 2015, Wednesday, 1:15AM

I try to run away from my sorrows
but I always end up crawling back,
it's the only feeling I could ever reach out for;

because it's the only thing you left me with.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
May 8, 2015, Friday, 11:07PM

I often picture us together;
my arms wrapped around your waist
with my left cheek pressed against your chest
and you smiling softly down at me.

And I often find myself drowning in my own grief;
**it'll never happen.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
I was so in love.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
I've got a wandering mind
and  I've got wandering hands.
I'd trace  your collar to  the depths of your v-line.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
Right from the start,
always knew this type of love would never last.
I guess we were meant to fall apart,
that's what we get for falling fast.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
March 19, 2015, Thursday, 8:31PM

If I told him straight in the eye that I loved him, and he told me he loved me back, I'd be a fool and take it.
I don't care if he absolutely didn't mean it, I'd take it because hearing him say the three words I've been willing to say to him for years, come right back at me is more than enough.
Not a poem.



R.
Renee Oct 2015
October 11, 2014, Saturday, 5:09PM

I've come to a conclusion in which
My mind is fond of finding
A trace of your being –
A constant reminder of what I could have had.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
October 22, 2014, Wednesday, 10:51PM

I’m writing your name on my skin
And I hear heavy rain drops on my roof
I don’t have to look out the window
I know they’re thinking out loud
And I know I am too –
I’m thinking of you.

And I’m sorry for a lot of things
But one thing remains,
I’ll never be sorry for
Letting you go.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
October 10, 2015, 7:43PM

writing a hundred-word poem
would be easier if only
i fell in love
along the way
R.
Renee Jan 2016
December 20, 2015, Sunday, 3:11AM

there's something so unsatisfying
about how i end my writings
it's like finally seeing you in front of me
and not getting the privilege to press my lips against yours
R.
Renee Mar 2017
To step aside or to abide
The endless journey or what it seemed
Towards everything I have ever dreamed
R.
Renee Mar 2017
shared ice cream cones
little specks of banter
and time to time assumed glances
made me trip and all,
are you worth the fall?
R.
Renee Oct 2015
wouldn't it be such a shame
if I ever find out
you've never written about me
meanwhile I've published a whole book for you
R.
Renee Oct 2015
June 6, 2015,  Saturday, 1:08AM


Traces of your being hidden in the back of my mind comes crawling back at midnight. I thought I was over you leaving but, I guess, at least I tried.
You once told me you'd never let me fall and you'd be there to hold me if I ever want to cry and fall apart, and I trusted you.

Well, I'm afraid I'm falling apart, and you're not here. You left two months ago.
not a poem


R.
Renee Oct 2015
October 1, 2015, Thursday, 10:58PM


It was all I had to say, and it turned out to be nothing that could have made you stay.

If I could turn back time, you know I would've called you mine.

If only I saw to it sooner that it wouldn't have been that bad, you wouldn't be just a remnant of what I could have had.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
January 28, 2015, Wednesday, 8:34AM

He'd do anything for her to take his heart —
whereas mine in which is his,
he'll never take.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
February 22, 2015, Sunday, 11:58AM

I'm falling faster for the other,
my ex-lover.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
January 7, 2015, Wednesday, 8:10AM

I love you ---
beside you,
or miles away from you.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
March 22, 2015, Sunday, 1:14PM

Having too much expections and scenarios end up hurting an individual.
R.
Renee Mar 2017
Your obliviousness makes me want to lay out all the suppressed words on the wooden surface -

Would you pick them up
or leave the table?
R.
Renee Oct 2015
October 2, 2015, Friday, 7:58PM


Walking under the moonlight,
wondering if I'll ever get the chance to kiss you tonight.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
September 15, 2015, Tuesday, 4:53AM


We were happy and it was all that mattered, but I guess you didn't love me as much.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
July  5, 2015, Sunday, 8:26AM


You were up on stage, singing the blues. I was in the middle of the crowd, singing along.

Every time you glanced in my direction, I liked to think I caught your eye, and every time you glanced in my direction, my breath hitched.



I fell in love.
not a poem



R.
Renee Oct 2015
February 21, 2015, Saturday, 7:06PM


In which a song reminds her of a memory she wants to put on replay;

she is falling

and he'd never be there to catch her,

much to her dismay.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
How lovely, how tragic,
how my hopes were lifted
the moment I heard that
I could see you.

By chance, by hope—
maybe I should.
October 3, 2015, Saturday, 6:02AM

I didn't.





R.
Renee Oct 2015
January 23, 2015, Friday, 8:58PM

I fell in love with the sad reality in which you wrote the first half of my book about how much you loved my imperfections and all the love I've always wanted to hear, and the heartbreaking realisation that, I, whom you once loved, am writing the last page — that I was loved by an author and how he tore off the first half of my book. His love for me.
Not a poem.



R.
Renee Oct 2015
January 17, 2015, Saturday, 8:0AM

Not seeing you won't make me love you any less,
but I feel like I'm about to fall apart.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
January 23, 2015, Friday, 8:56PM

Your name filled chapters and chapters of my journal, and how I fell in love with you — and the way you just are.
Not a poem.




R.
Renee Oct 2015
January 7, 2015, Wednesday, 7:57AM


Words can't express
the feelings I try to suppress —
for I'll never love him any less.
R.
Renee Oct 2015
April 22, 2015, Wednesday, 8:39PM


we slowly fell in love in the same way
but it took each other's loss for us to admit it

now we're looking at the same stars
though we are worlds apart

thinking
maybe that's why the stars aren't align
**we were never meant to be
R.

— The End —