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 Aug 2016 sweetrevoirs
Free Bird
Laying it all out on the line
What've I got to lose?
Maybe we were a flawed design
But I'd have died for you

The ending was entirely my fault
That much I can admit
But was it really so easy for you
To throw me to the pit?

There I go again
Unintentionally shifting the blame
I'm half into a bottle of liquor
Calling out your name

Now things are getting hazy
But one thing remains clear
I'd give anything && everything
For once more to hold you dear

I still remember the first time we spoke
As if it were just last week
Even from the very start
I knew you'd be the death of me
 Aug 2016 sweetrevoirs
Isabelle
~
and
when
you
think
of
all
your
regrets
in
life

I
hope

I
just
­hope


you
first
thought
of
me
~
Taking a break from writing. Will be gone for another month.
 Aug 2016 sweetrevoirs
--nika
hey i really hope
you are doing fine; just call
me when you need me.
 Aug 2016 sweetrevoirs
Monika
I've always hated the beach but I've been going every week and soaking myself in salt water because I keep thinking I'll see him on the other side of the ocean. I like to watch the blues and greens beneath me and imagine it's his eyes. I look up at the sky and envision his fingertips dancing on my back like droplets, his lips running along my shoulders. Sometimes I think I can swim to him, like maybe if I held out my hand far enough I could reach him.

— The End —