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You are
the choice I made
I was sure
of the steps I took
It was like
finally standing
at the front door
opening it
there's home
and realizing
that's all
you ever need.
Loving you was not an accident.
May 02.
When you put on your makeup
     to turn gray into vibrance
Or when the costumes you wear
     are no longer pretend
I'll be with you till the very end.
There are things to tell you but the show needed rain.
Today
everything
is standing
still
the sun
the sky
you on the other side
and I
still waiting
for you
still staying
for you
proving
you
don't have
to feel
the same.
Nothing's changed. Still you. Finally.
The other day
my dad asked if
I am happy
and I didn't know
how I could answer
and I couldn't lie
but I couldn't worry him
there was a long silence
I took a deep breath
and said
I'm doing my best
I think there are people
who do not want to be happy
Because they know
happiness might go away
And once it's gone, they know
they might not reach that again
That it will just be a reminder
of what they no longer have
And they'd rather not compare
I think there are people
who do not want to be happy
Yes
*There are people like me.
I'm tired of crying. I'm scared of believing.
25/30
with his passion for reading
and my passion to write,

with all of my heart
and all of my might,

I want to pen the words
which he’ll imprint onto his mind:

because my words are the only piece of me,
with him, that I will leave behind
slowly
but surely
i know i am running
out of my favorite ink
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