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riwa Nov 2016
i think i’ve fallen in love with being in love
so when i say i’m happy to see him
maybe i’m not
maybe i just mean i’m happy to see the figment of my imagination being realized

a figment of my imagination that has kept me company for so long
maybe i feel the butterflies in my stomach when he looks at me
not because my love for him has consumed me
but because it is what i believe i am supposed to feel in a situation like this

a situation like this is not something i’m used to
unrequited love is something i’ve grown far too familiar with
i’ve gotten so accustomed to seeing ghosts come and go
it is hard to believe that one will stay and materialize in front of me

in front of me is a boy
with the kindest heart
and so much love it could rain down and flood whole cities
and intentions so pure

as pure as the first snow fall of the season
his love reminds me of that;
you never know how much you're going to get
until the sun shines through
i guess i am the sun
and i guess now what i am trying to say is
i think i’ve fallen in love with him
11.22.16
riwa Nov 2016
i did not really expect you to say anything when i told you i loved you
but my heart still sank when the silence between us overstayed its welcome
11.15.16
riwa Oct 2016
you are a habit
i'm not willing to break yet
(10.31.16)
riwa Oct 2016
It’s a dark, lonely night, and I am sitting on my bedroom floor
a bottle of stolen ***** on one side,
and the ghost of you on the other

I take another swig
and realize that maybe I spend so much time kissing the mouths of bottles now
because I know I can’t kiss yours anymore
maybe I like the way the liquid makes my insides burn
because it reminds me of how I felt whenever you touched me

I’ve been counting the days since you’ve left
and I’ve realized that maybe thats why I’ve been drinking so much
because every time I do it feels like for just a moment I can forget about you
I can forget about the way we promised each other the world
but could barely gather enough tinder to keep ourselves warm
"Do you miss me enough to drink or did you drink enough to miss me?"
(10.27.16)
riwa Oct 2016
you made flowers bloom
in the darkest parts of me.
my first try at the 10-word-poem thing, and I don't know how I feel about this one.
(10.27.16)
riwa Oct 2016
you knew my past,
loved my present,
and i hoped you would be my future
but you erased yourself out of my life
before i even had the chance to engrave you into my soul
Why did you leave?
(10.25.16)
riwa Oct 2016
you were never home to me
but my longing for that was so intense, it almost felt like you were
and then all at once i realized; you're my hiraeth
to be with you, inside our own four walls, was all i desired
but our house was destined to burn down

our love is a set of stars that make up a constellation
too complicated for even the most experienced astrologists to decipher
but you will continue to be my hiraeth
because the comfort i feel when im in your arms is incomparable
and although you cant be, you will always feel like home to me

i yearned for our love to be forever
but it was meant to desist
and then all at once i realized; it's our ephemeral
lamentably, it can't be our forever
for it was made of stars, and all stars have to die out eventually

but let's let it be ephemeral
because although the stars will dwindle away soon,
while they are still burning bright, they are beautiful,
and so are we
i will always love you.
(9.4.16)
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