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You said you never would.

You said it be real pain.

You said it'd cost too much.

But now my tears are

f
a
l
l
i
n
g

like rain.


You're causing me to fall apart.

I knew there was something about you
from the start.


Yet something about you...


I have no idea...


How can you tell what's on
your heart?

What is the most important thing
that you think about?


The last thought you have before going to sleep

and

the first thought you have when you
wake up.


Just quickly wrote this down before bed because it wouldn't stop bothering me.
Erian Sep 19
All the poems
About the love
About the sorrow
About the broke and hollow
Were all about one
An "I love you" over again
I knew one day it would end
But kept trying to convince myself that it would last.
Seanathon Sep 16
Kiss this youthful day
With a passionate prose tongue
And hold her hands close
As if tomorrow wont come
Though it ever will do so
Don't waste another day
Not saying words
Which should've been reinforced long ago

Live fully, darnit
drey Sep 9
“sorry”
you say
i smile,
painfully, and tell you
don’t worry, my love
no matter how many parts of me you shatter,
i’ll still be waiting here like a fool
just as i promised i would
years ago.

i’m still waiting for you to do the same.
I shouldn’t have to need you. I shouldn’t want to. I want you to need me. why can’t you do that? after all this time, yet you’ve made it clear you don’t want me. even though I still wait here for you.
girl gonzo Sep 5
the sun rises out of your pocket
that's how I've always known it
you empty the lint along with the golden threads
and weave them gently into my sleep addled eyes
when I wake, you're gone
but I know you've been there
I can tell by the way the chair is facing the opposite wall
the shoes on the floor have taken the shape of the last step you took
and your ghostly perfume still lingers as a full figure of air
dashing through the vents just to come out the other side
full-fledged and yet fleeting as I make my breakfast
you rattle the walls and that's how I know it's time to take out the trash
the black vinyl plastic bags seem to melt under the heat
just as I do when you tell me that love is problematic
but you've always been resourceful
Helen's forever In memory
In dreams at night I'm clinging
to yesterday for as long
as I can for that's all
I have
now
Johnny walker Aug 27
I remember so very well when our eyes met In full for the first time and then moving slowly towards each others lips for that first kiss It felt so
good
Having come from a background of childhood abuse at the hands of my mother when I kissed Helen for that first time
I was free from my
mother
who had openly admitted to hating anything to with
what I call love making she called *** don't think she ever saw he
difference
But It was Helen that had showed me what love really was that first time I laid down with her our bodies coming together joining as
one
afterwards I lay exhausted
with Helen at my side her arm across my chest her head on my shoulder she look up at me and said your smiling and I
was
I couldn't stop smiling even Inside I was smiling this girl had
completely
changed my life I had gone from a nobody to a somebody first time In my life I felt like a
man
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