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I was never good with words
I was never good with emotions
I let the smallest things get to me
I let the smallest things become the biggest
It was always "does he still care?"
It was never "just forget him"
I always waited for him to call me beautiful again
For him to call me up at 12am
When it didn't happen I cried
I was depressed
And then I realized **he's just another boy
for every girl who has loved
I still remember
That February night.
Tears froze before they
Had even reached my eyes.

The wooden dock swayed
Underneath us and yet
I remained steady
Grasping on to your coat.

You showed me the stars
But I only focused
On your eyes, your scent,
And the way you held me.

I still remember
Holding on to your cold
Dog tags, pretending
That I could make you stay.
 Sep 2014 ˏˋstoop kidˊˎ
ejb
we always joke about being together

but what if i'm not joking

what if i really do love you and want to be with you?

do you really love me too?

or are you just joking.
does this even make sense idk
The words I can’t say to you are
climbing up my throat
I keep forgetting to breathe
I miss your hands.

         On
  the
      Eighth
day,
    Amnesia
was
      created.
Because
         dreams
  can
       never
   die.


~~~
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