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Seanathon Sep 16
Because you are
         A whole universe is
         I am addicted to you
Because I am
So addictive it can be.

To lose yourself in another person and their lack of answers.

your eclipse Aug 30
in another life,
i hope we still find a
way to each other

i hope we would stay
side by side until
the end of forever

in another life,
i hope we were happier
I'd rather see the world
Through a broken glass
Like I'm an insect
I'd rather see you
Looking through my bangs
You're blurry now
Like I'm dying
I'd rather see myself
I'd rather not see myself
At all
My bangs are too long so I'm writing about it.
Crego Aug 3
We parted ways
like two strangers
crossing the street.
Desire rod Aug 3
Why is that we seek for attention and affection a love so pure and expecting
Yet we don’t give not even half of what we are expecting  we look for pointless lovers useless partners and expect them to stay to love to care and be the perfect lover it’s a cat and mouse game my lover wants another while the love they want is with another and you also dream of having your ex lover and other so why is it that we seek the touch of others
we are scared of letting someone in
because we don't want to entangle them in our chaos.

we fear to reach out for the hand of others
while we are drowning
because we don't want to pull them in.

we are scared to cling on to the hearts of others,
because we don't want to leave them scarred.

we scarred to get close,
because we will push them away
and it is just unfair.

we are so willing to be destroyed
by the pain within us, than to destroy anyone else.
She is the best thing
My mind can see
Long amethyst waves
An unscarred wrist
Talking sometimes
I can hear her voice
In silent letters
Through the phone
And now what she is
Is a beautiful presence
A lovely evanescence
That sleeps with me
And guides my dreams
From miles away
With her blender fish tank
Someday I fear
All that she will be
Is a ghost of a dream
Forever lost to me
I've had two dreams about her now.
Alec Astaire Jul 18
I should have learned by now that there aren’t any “signs”-
Any sort of supernatural clues that hint I should make
      someone mine
And I should have guarded myself the first night we met
We saw so many shooting stars I almost lost count of them

I quadrupled the amount of shooting stars I’ve ever seen
And we laid so peaceful next to each other while you lost your
      falling star virginity
Not a single time that night did I think to make a wish
Because feeling loved beside you brought back the feeling I have

But that feeling and I soon went our separate ways
As I slowly noticed you weren’t eager to hang out most days
That I was that call when you were drunk or lonely,
An afterthought, and I was supposed to respect that completely.

Shame on me, you said, for saying the same way you treat me is
      how I am going to treat you-
That we can continue to be “back pocket” friends, tried and true
I never wanted being true to who I am to interfere with what we
But I couldn’t stay quiet while inside I felt so sad

You made me feel stupid and clingy for asking for your time
I felt like I was the idiot for trying to make you mine-
To be more than that guy you sleep with when you want someone
      to hold you
If I wanted this all to be casual, I just would have told you

And now at times I wish I wouldn’t have told you
How begging for your time made me feel so **** and blue
I wish I would have gritted my teeth and stayed quiet
So that maybe in your own time you would treat me with respect

And maybe that’s what I should have wished for upon those
      shooting stars
That God would’ve kept you and I together or that he would
      prepare our hearts
To understand each other and love each other and work through
      our problems-
Act like adults instead of fighting and crying when you made us
      be done

I know what I’ll wish on my next falling star
That you would miss me or call me- not change who you are-
But that you being you and me doing me would work out in the
That we could be together without either of us having to pretend

I hope that’s not too much to ask for- not suppressing my feelings
Or being able to speak my mind without having you hate me
Was it really necessary that you block me after you were offended
If you ever loved me the same, it never would have ended

But I refuse to compromise who I am or what I want
I’ll never accept less from a friend whether I love them or not
I guess what I learned is to never love someone until I really know
And that’s why I write yet another sad poem
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