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  Feb 2015 al
mja
it's not my fault
if i don't hear you
whenever you talk to me

why the pounding in my chest
is the only thing i hear

or why the butterflies
are nothing
compared to the entire animal kingdom
i feel inside me

but i'm sorry,
nonetheless.

what were you saying?


-m.j.a
  Feb 2015 al
Emily
i want to be able to touch you
and feel special
i want to be able to touch you
and feel like i'm the only one
i want to be able to touch you
knowing that your body has been preserved
i want to be able to touch you
knowing that you have saved yourself for the right person
i want to be able to touch you
and feel like my hands were the first hands on you
i want to be able to touch you
and make you feel pleasure that you haven't felt before

*but i guess i can't
i wish
  Feb 2015 al
Brent
On cold evenings,
I just want to walk with you.
On a breezy sidewalk.
Holding hands.
And not saying a word.
Not even a whisper.
Silently pacing.
Side by side.
Stepping in sync.
I'll even let you put your head on my shoulder.
Not caring about the world.
Just letting the moonlight gleam.
And let it shine on your beautiful face.
Just letting the stars glimmer in the sky.
And let them twinkle in your eyes

*But that's just simply impossible.
random thoughts. daydreaming while walking at night.
al Feb 2015
I'm in love with the idea of being in love
And just having someone seems great
When you can't have the one you really want.
al Jan 2015
"I love that you think of me
when you're drunk."
al Jan 2015
my poems are the result
of not being able to focus on my homework
and the product
of pretending there's not a million things to do
the words are what
i can make of the jumbled thoughts that fill my brain
my lines and stanzas are a collection
of the little pieces of my life
that i can't seem to get into place
and I think that it's kind of funny
that I can get all of these words together
but not myself.
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