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If it doesn't keep you up at night
You probably don't love it enough.
 Nov 2014 Sweetheart
Mabel Dakota
I love you.

And as many times as it’s almost come out of my mouth, attached to a “good night"or a “good morning…have a good day,” it doesn’t get past my lips.

A couple of times, I thought that maybe in the midst of my sleep I had mumbled it to you…and that maybe you heard my quiet confession. But you’ve never let on.
And you should know. By now you should know.
 Nov 2014 Sweetheart
WickedHope
He always had a deep thoughtfulness in his chocolate brown puppy dog eyes
He reacted to everything with this one look where he would squint and his mouth would twist into an asymmetrical skeptical smirk
His straight dark brown hair rested just below his eyebrows and he was always shaking his head slightly to the left to clear his vision
He refused to wear his glasses even though they turned me on so terribly
He color coordinated every outfit like such a pretty little rich boy
He made me feel so insecure yet strive for greatness being the class salutatorian
He was so shy about his guitar maybe because of his brother the famous musical prodigy
He insulted baseball on a regular basis though it was the sport that he loved and played
He slept and never did it was so strange
He proved how much his friends mattered
He came through in everything always
He made me feel like I could not only be something someday but like I was already everything too
Perhaps that's why I made him mine
                                                        my everything.
I miss you terribly, love.
- - -
No punctuation. If it bothers you,
go **** yourself,
because I miss him so much I'm crying.
 Nov 2014 Sweetheart
WickedHope
Thanks for the less-than beautiful breaks.
Thanks for the leaving leaving leaving.
Thanks for empty promise on top of empty promise.
Thanks for the words, every name I believe is true.
Thanks for the continued surprises, keeping the torment fresh, new.
Thanks for the wicked hope you've given me.
Way to make my night and ruin it with one text.
I raise my head
And I look around
I look for your heart
But it can't be found

I'm so confused
Head's spinning around
See the many tears
On this face of a clown

You walk away
You still carry my heart
Your eyes glance at me
And I'm falling apart

My heart is beating
The rhythm of love
You start to ignore me
Then you give me a shove

You've walked away
Cause you really don't care
Turned your back on me
All I can do is stare
 Nov 2014 Sweetheart
XNtricity
This body
That you see
Is not me

It is merely the veil
Which I put on in the morning

Look into my eyes.
Do you see
My soul?
a woman's hijab is her body, which accidently masks the true beauty of her inner spirit by trying to contain her
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