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Santiago A Aug 7
Thinking I've long moved on.
These constant thoughts of her
assumed having long been gone
now they randomly will recur.

Today was such a case.
Going through my tunes
Unexpectedly in their place
A song I'd sing to you in June.

a birthday song I'd rehearse
reminder of one I once knew
and a day I'll forever curse
I'm still haunted by the ghost of you.
I like this style of poetry. Telling a story whilst rhyming is a passion of mine. And conveniently June was a rhyme and I chose that month, because her birthday was in June, and I had a surprise planed. Seeing a song I had downloaded nearly 2 years prior bringing up the ghost I'm forever haunted by.
When iam alone
I let myself believe
Just for a moment
That he misses me too
That maybe he thinks of me
When the sky turns soft
And the world slows down.

Bt it's not real
It's just me
Doing all the loving
In my thoughts.
Santiago A Jun 27
You will find me on the last page on
that book we never finished.

The chapters may have ended,
but I left a blank page just for you.
I have all this love
And nowhere to put it
It's rotting inside me
Soft,warm
Unspent.

I reach out in dreams
But wake up alone
His name buried in my throat
Like a secret
I was not allowed to say.

He didn't stay
But the love did
And now it grows wild
Inside a heart
With no one left
To give it to.
Santiago A Apr 5
From just a stranger I did not know.
To a friend I could learn about though.

From a friend who made me smile for days.
To a secret crush who set my heart ablaze.

From a crush I was scared to get too close.
To my partner, who loved me and it shows.

From my partner, I could see a life together.
To my future, any problems we could weather.

From my future, with plans that only grew,
Became a stranger, I completely knew.
Santiago A Mar 25
I'm asked, "what are you afraid of?"
But I can't just say love.

I'm afraid of loving someone,
who doesn't love me the same.
I'm afraid of trying too hard
for someone who wouldn't stay.
I'm afraid of giving it my all,
just to watch them walk away.
I'm afraid of offering my heart,
just to watch them break it.
I'm afraid of my favorite person
just becoming a memory.

So instead, I just say
I'm afraid of spiders.
I don't think I'll ever give someone else a chance, when the pain of my previous relationship still haunts me.
Santiago A Mar 19
"The moon is beautiful isn't it?"
he says.

"I prefer the sunset"
she said.
Actual quotes from our texts
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