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I remember how I felt that night
As I packed my things for home
Can't wait to have you in my sight
Can't wait to tell you over the phone
Never have I ever felt this excited
After all this time it was gonna be you
I thought with you is a new beginning
Another chapter unveiling slowly
But it turns like any other good book
The plot has its own unexpected twist
For in your heart there was another
All the time you had a secret lover
The promises we made just disappear
I remember how mad I was at myself
Falling in love for someone like you
You turned out to be a waste of time
But we both never said our goodbyes
We just drifted apart like strangers
Forgotten feelings for each other
Maybe it is the perfect ending
Me trying to wash away the feelings
Trying to forget all of those times
Where I thought to have a fresh start
But it turns out you were the one
Who tore my whole world apart
Memories both bad and good but it ended badly for me
Anton is no stranger on being late
No matter the time nor the date
Whenever you have made plans
Anton will arrive as late as he can
Not familiar with the concept of time
Does not bother to even try
The only day that he will be on time
Probably be the day that Anton dies
Anton is a word in my local state to refer as a person who is always late
100
I remember telling everyone
I would live until I am a hundred
I would keep each moments
I would keep each of the smiles
I would keep each of the words
That only gave me positive vibes
I would remember the lonely nights
And the tears that I have cried
I would take them as a lesson
To value myself first before others
I would be wiser in the next lifetime
If I was given a chance to live again
Then maybe things would get better Pieces of my heart won't be cluttered
If I could just took what I've learn
From my life that I lived in a hundred
100 years
I have cared for the one's who would not care for me. I always wondered if it was all my fault. Though I was left alone with no reasons so I have decided the mistakes are my own. I could not think of reasons of why people should stay. Why should a fool like me deserved to be loved anyway? I am broken and there's no hope in fixing me. Let people just remember me as part of their history.  But I do hope even though they left, I have once made them happy. For their time was short but it made a difference to me. I hope you understand what you meant to me even though I meant nothing much to you.
In fear of losing people but still being the one who gets left behind so maybe it's me
A world where it does not matter
All you need is your pen and paper
Where words are crafted into beauty
Where you expose your own honesty
Writing out what you bottled up
Writing the contents of your heart
Hoping there's someone out there
That they are feeling the same way
To tell them that they are not alone
And let the poetry ease their pain
My thoughts on reading poetry
I used to see you in a different light
We would do all things together
You would always be by my side
You said you would be there forever
I believed in what you've said
I took every word as a promise
But for my mistakes I have paid
For I have never felt pain like this
The aching heart that never stops
But I still think of you everyday
No matter how much I've lost
I still see you in the same way
No matter if you've hurt me the most
Maybe it was I who was different
It was all like a dream
When you were beside me
Whisper of your words
Lingers from your mouth
Those words that I heard
When you spoke of love
How my heart pounded
Thinking this is the moment
Though it was not about me
It was about him
The guy who stole your heart
And left me with a broken heart
It felt great and then it went for the ****
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