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  Dec 2016 summer
Nessa dieR
I think I fall under the category of
The Hopeless Romantic
And the thing about about me,
The  tricky  thing of
hopeless romantics
Is that,
when I say hello to someone,
(And that hello is magical )
When I fall in love
I never  Imagine that
That  Hello can turn into a good bye
And when I have a first kiss with someone
I never  ever  imagine that someday
That could turn into a last kiss.
  Dec 2016 summer
storm siren
How you can love me
Even with my moods,
Even with my short temper,
No matter how just or unjust.
That you can love me
Almost because of my laughing at my own jokes
A little too hard,
Or finding stupid little things
A little too funny.

How you can love me,
Even when I'm too tired to properly say goodbye
To you in the morning.
When my nightmares wake me up,
And then I proceed to wake you up.
How you can love me
Maybe despite all my scars and wounds,
Or maybe even because of them.

I just find it so crazy,
That you love me.

But I've learned to accept it,
That maybe I'm worthy of the love
I keep trying to give.
That being
The unconditional,
Comforting,
Appreciative,
Finally being home,
And finally being free,
Kind of love.

And that's how you make me feel.
Worthy, and comforted, and like I'm finally home and finally free.

I couldn't be more grateful if I tried.
  Nov 2016 summer
lei
the world may not have given me the chance
to love you as you walk by my side,
but the world did give me the privilege
to love you so deeply.

maybe that's why we can't be together.
because the world knows that when my eyes,
that have always been searching for yours,
meets your gaze,
my world would be different.
for my world would become you.
because the world knows you'd take up the space in my heart.
  Nov 2016 summer
-
I don't know
if you sleep soundly at night
but in case you don't
hear me out


I only think of one thing
when I can't fall asleep

Make a guess











I hope you think of me,*too.
  Nov 2016 summer
Wandering Soul
I'm never leaving, so I hope you don't mind
blushing furiously the moment our lips align
as I pull you in closer, our bodies intertwined,
my hands on your thighs as we cross the line.

I'm here to stay, so close and lock the door.
Throw away the key as we watch the skyline,
and talk till the early morning sun rises, before
falling asleep nose to nose; baby you're mine.
S.Z.
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