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lauren Feb 2020
my love, you are a haven of tranquility
cloudiness climes and starry skies.

your laugh lights up the world
which the sun takes in vain
for it shall never shine as bright as you.

the way you burst into a room with such ebullience,
brings me such euphoria, for I am proud to say
that is my love, my love.

loving eyes, pools of honey
the few things that make you so dear to me.

the smile, the laughter, the voice of an angel,
the good times, the bad times, & even the painful,
the adventures, the train rides, darling I love them all,
with you the world just needs to be explored.

you’re wise mind is envied from all those around you
for they wish they could be speak with such eloquence
and outdo life as you do.

it was only through pure serendipity that I met you,
for without you the world feels so blue.

so in which I thank you, my love.
I love you <3
Butterfly Feb 2020
What if I came back.
What kind of impact would that have on you.
I thought about it many times.
I don't want to distract you from your happiness.
JK Cabresos Feb 2020
You are more than a lover to me,
you are my best friend
you are t­he coffee in my morning,
you are the blanket in my cold nights
yo­u are my peace of mind,
you are in every heartbeat
you are the re­medy I believe,
you are one of a kind,
I could never find 
someon­e like you in a lifetime,
this love,
this beautiful feeling,
you ­are the only one 
who can define.
Copyright © 2020
BLUICK Feb 2020
Those days when you look in the mirror
I want you to know that you're more than beautiful
Those days when sadness whimper
I want to stay and remind you that you're wonderful.

You blend in every colors
In every kindness that you shower,
You unify all the words
In every feelings of the letter.

You are a person that never judge
Doubt never cross the pureness of your heart
You are a person that never grudge
Wickedness refuse to manipulate your mind.

You are the warmth that holds me
You are the hues that cheers me
A saturated rays of perfect imperfection
And that's the true beauty that you own as a person.
True beauty can't be seen for it is felt.
Those insecurities and imperfections is a part of who you are,
there are people who loves you for that. Love yourself guys.
Dany The Girl Feb 2020
I'm grieving a Lost friendship.
My best friend
Victoria.
Can I still call her that?
Could I have ever called her that?
Some of you might have heard me speak her name in hate,
In anger,
In pure, undying rage.
But today I speak it in love,
Because I love her;
Victoria.
I love her, but I had to let her go.
She's the only one who understood,
What I was going through.
What my family life was like, as a Big Sister,
As an unloved child.
She even understood the heartbreak I endured in 2015.
To an extent.
And this brings us to the second stage of grief:
Anger.
I am angry at her for choosing him over me.
If she were my friend, how could she be with him?
Knowing what he did to me, to JRF?
To Molly, with hair like a lion's mane?
How could she see blindly past it?
I can never get his touch out of my aching skull;
How can she love being touched by the same hand who hurt me?
Who hurt at least 3 others?
I asked my mom what she thought.
Was our friendship weird?
Awkward?
Unusual?
"Imagine if Anna got together with Travis, who I am still to this day traumatized by, 21 years later. Of course it would be awkward to be her friend.
She wasn't a true friend."
Could that be?
Could that really be the truth behind the pretty pictures?
Could she, deep down, not see me as a friend?
"It's always been about winning with her. She has Mark, who you were so in love with. She's trying to dangle that over your head. That's what she's always done!"
But that's not true.
All we had was eachother, for the longest time.
We're past all that, right?
Right??
Maybe.
.... right?
I loved her.
Victoria.
I'm angry at her.
Victoria.
I love her, and I'm angry at her.
I miss her.
Victoria....
- The Spider
Just some thoughts rolling out. I have so many questions.... some are angry questions. Some... I just want to know.
Ylva Jan 2020
What am I to you?
A classmate?
A friend?
An ex? Your best friend's anoying little sister?
Or am I something more?
Vic Jan 2020
I fell in love with my best friend a while ago,
And I scraped my knees while falling.

I haven't fully recovered yet.
It still hurts a lot.

Falling hurts,
Especially falling on a stone road.

I like being in love,
Just not when I'm able to.

I know she doesn't want me,
I've made peace with that already.

Sometimes I wonder,
Does she know that I exist?

I never really fell out of love,
I learned to ignore it.

It's like she's charming me with magic,
A little more magic every day.

I fell in love with my best friend a while ago,
And it still hurts a bit.
How can I not be in love with my short, brown-curled, blue-eyed, everything-at-once friend?
Love *****
Maddy Kay Jan 2020
September 21, 2018.
We met that night all because of your boyfriend's idiocy.
February 2019.
You and him have broken up because he couldn't quit being a ****.
I start to question if I like you or not while staying the night at my friend's house.
March 2019.
You and your new boyfriend get together.
We have not met entirely still.
April 17, 2019.
We start talking officially as friends.
April 19, 2019.
We confess our feelings towards each other.
April 26, 2019.
You're still confused on what to do between your boyfriend and me.
May 5, 2019.
You broke up with your boyfriend and chose her over me.
May 6, 2019.
You tell me that you are choosing her.
May 7, 2019.
You two date.
There is nothing I can do but be heartbroken.
May 16, 2019.
We declared our best friend status.
May 18, 2019.
I write you a letter that you will never see.
May 20, 2019.
I spend the night at your house and things still aren't better.
May 21-24, 2019.
We had those four days together at camp all while your girlfriend would get jealous anytime I spoke to you alone.
June 15, 2019.
I spent a couple of hours at the pool with you and Abby and got to see you for the first time in a while.
June 24, 2019.
We had our first major fight and didn't speak for four days.
June 28, 2019.
You apologized for trying to control who I was speaking to.
July 2019.
We would fight constantly and go back to speaking to each other.
But during Band Camp we would try working it out.
July 26, 2019.
Your mom banned you from ever speaking to me ever again.
We cried for two hours straight and spent that last time together at Stepping Out.
August 2019.
We got into it again.
I chose someone to help me cope with your disappearance.
We tried becoming friends as soon as school started but it did not work out.
September 2019.
You hated me and I hated myself for it.
October 2019.
We kept trying but you would keep away from me.
November 2019.
We became best friends again and got closer than ever.
November 23, 2019.
I break you the news that I am moving.
November 29, 2019.
The day I say my "final goodbyes".
December 2, 2019.
I surprise you for your birthday with me not having to leave.
December 6, 2019.
We say our final goodbyes in person.
December 7, 2019.
I leave Republic forevermore.
December 26, 2019.
I say something to you that caused your girlfriend, you, and I to fight again.
I don't talk to anyone for a week.
I get into a car wreck.
December 30, 2019.
You cry to your girlfriend about how much you miss me and message me but I don't see it.
January 2, 2020.
I decide to talk to you again.
January 7, 2020.
I start a new school and you wish me the best.
January 20, 2020.
Here we are almost a year later.
Still my best friend and our journey is only going to get more complicated.
But that's okay because we will always have each other.
This is mine and my best friend's rocky journey, but we still are here and stronger than ever. Throughout all of the heartaches and fighting and constant bullying each other, we love each other.
Chas, if you read this. I love you. So so much. You're all I have from that nothing-of-a-town.
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