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The Writer Nov 2017
the days are long and full with skies of gray
yet the smile you wear keeps the clouds at bay
though this may come as a common cliche
you are beautiful in every single way

hold my hands in yours, tell me what you feel
let me understand the you that you want to hide
give me a piece of yourself, something real
tell me what you love, all your joys and pride

days spent making you happy are never a waste
time with you is a gift I hold close to my heart
with every touch, my stomach seems to have misplaced
all the butterflies, as they fly high and depart

you draw me in 'til I know nothing but your grin
your lips, your voice, your name, and everything you are within
To the crush who will never know how much I ttuly like her
Blois Oct 2017
I saw you. I fell in love.
A bit of a cliche,
but such is life.

Only I didn't fell in love
when I saw you. It was gradual.
In terms of absence. One day,
I suddenly noticed you were not there
(that is, I was able to distinguish  
how empty the world was without you in it).

This arrow flew a long time,
which only means that it hit
with grater strength.

You see, this is not love on a whim.
When I see you I don't think "I fell",
rather I flap my arms, taste the fear,
and think "Why the hell I don't stop falling?".
helios Oct 2017
i trust you and the golden truths
you spill out into my ear,
the ones who weave their way
through my cracked ribs and tired lungs
into my freezing heart.
i also trust your iron lies,
the ones that melt from your lips and
gather in my mind where i
wonder if i can trust you or not.
i actually wrote this one a couple of months ago and only found it again today.
Nira Oct 2017
I'm sorry but i fell in love tonight
And it wasn't with you
He just passed by, and even in a crowd
I had eyes only for him
And my heart skipped a beat
Everything around me paused
So cliché yet so lovely
He looked like he'd been crying
After all its new york city
Where everyone's dreams are crushed
By stinking feet in a scented atmosphere
I'm sorry I couldn't love you
But here in new york city
I fell in love tonight and
It wasn't with you

-n.g. // i wish you'd forgive me //
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helios Oct 2017
words sprout from your mouth like flowers
but they're roses-
and the thorns are aimed right at me.
that hurt!!
helios Sep 2017
we sit
on white roofs
and carve our names into the wood.

your handwriting is much
better than mine,
and i am jealous
but only for a second
because you make me feel
like i am the world
like i am everything
and nothing
and all that is in between

like i am the flowers that grow
outside my bedroom window
unimportant to some
but appreciated by many

like i am the tattoo
hidden on the
inside of a wrist
or at the start of the collarbone
invisible to all
and shown to the ones
who see it for what
it truly means
y'know, i've never actually been in love. am i doing a good job at pretending i have?
Lady ꓘ Sep 2017
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Avoid the Clichés
Express what's in you
helios Sep 2017
stop saying my name
you act as if you've lost me
but, hey, i'm right here?
i hope this makes as much sense as it does in my head
helios Sep 2017
you lead me to the edge
with promises of a lovely view
then pushed me over the side
well, it was quite a gorgeous sight while i had the chance to look
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