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Tyler Apr 2018
I find myself at such a loss.
Just wait.
Here me out.
What I'm bout to say comes straight from the heart.

Look, I get it, you dont have to answer any of my calls.
I'm believing..
Hell, I'm hoping, you'll pick up one day.
Please just know, I'd never want to add to your pain.
I'm praying that time makes a change in our life.

This is a strange place to be in.
This is a strange place I've put myself in.
Admitting things I never would.
Confessing things, that's just something I never did.

I find myself pacing, I feel like I'm going crazy, realizing how much you made a difference in my life,
And I don't want anybody else.

Hear me?
Don't nobody deserve myself, but you.
I guess what I'm really trying to say is..

You ain't gotta make your mind up
right now.
Darling, there's no rush.
So take your time, don't rush.
There's no pressure, I just gatta express this...

You took me by such surprise.
Never thought I'd take you serious.
But you came in and changed everything.
You came in and changed all of me


I miss your little hands and the way they caressed away all of my inner pain.
I admit, I took you for granted.
So now here I sit, on the edge of my empty bed with nothing but the reflection of all my bad decisions.

There were some nights, I'd find myself talking to my conscience.
I knew I made a few mistakes.
I knew I did it to myself.
I know I never admitted this,
but I'm the only one to blame for this.
I know you might need a little time to believe all of this.
To believe in me again.
To love again.

God, you must really not know it do you? How beautiful you are, standing there in front of me as I say all this.
Those beautiful hazel eyes staring back at me, unaware of how every cell in my entire body just wants to reach out and touch you.
You're not making this easy. Especially when I see you make that face, all I wanna do is make love to you all over the place.
  
I can't do this, I'm determined to fight for this.
I'ma put up a fight for this.
I cannot give up on a love like this.

So I'll be patient, I'll wait for however long you need because to me you're worth it.
This was kind of all over the place. Sorry
mjad Apr 2018
She knows nothing of my loves
The boys that made my heart beat and jump
And the ones that snatched my heart too fast
for me to grab it all back
She tells me of her mother whom she shared everything with
The drugs, the ***, the kegs
But if she ever found out about the times I've spread my legs
I fear her eyes would glaze over and her color would drain
In her ignorant mind I'm incapable of such a thing, I'm lame
But more boys know my name
Than secrets of mine that have touched her ears
In all of my seventeen years
My mother and I have never had a close relationship but one day I hope to spill to her in tears and laughter every boy that made me cry and feel love because isn't listening and acceptance part of a mother's job?
pk tunuri Mar 2018
Let go your ego's, even if it's tough
Let's just say, that time was rough

Don't break the trust again by playing bluff
End this now, I guess it's enough

It's time to clean up the mess
How long will you take to confess

I'll expect nothing more from you
I know things won’t be same, as I expect to

Still, try & let go your ego's, even if it's tough
Let's just say, that time was rough
Let going your ego might be the toughest part of our lives. But, trust me it's the easiest way to move on.
Melodie Fowles Feb 2018
I'm not a saint
I must confess
When I'm done I hope of me
You won't think any less

It started when I was 19 years old
When I decided It would be fun
To swing on a strippers pole

Now it was fun
I'll admit that's a fact
But the happiness I portrayed
Was all just an act

Next on the wheel of disaster
Alcohol was the the slave
I sought to master
In the end I found
It was not the answer

Along came the drugs 1.. 2.. 3.. 4
I tried them all
And maybe a few more
But I just ended up lying
In a pool of blood on the floor

All my friends
And family I left behind
Just so I could lose myself
In my own mind
After a while the way I was living
Lost it's shine
And eventually
I had to draw the line

So from the dark
Drug filled place
I found a brighter
Cleaner head space

One where everything wasn't wrong
And where I truly felt I belong

Now I live a life
That is clean and pure
Cause from that mess
I found the cure
She is cute and sweet
It is her I adore
She gave me a reason to live for.
Alec Jan 2018
I’ll admit
I’m a bit romantic.
With theories and opinions
On why and how people love.

I’ve always been a bit clueless
When people have tried to confess
Anything indirectly said
Tends to go over my head.

My mind tends to fantasize
Everything all the time.
Things that are impossible
Or unfathomable

But I’ve learned as time goes
Though there is much i dont know
That when feelings occur
I should get to know the person first.

To wait and to understand
Quirks and habits and traits piling up like sand.
To know a person before getting together
Makes a relationship a lot better.

So off my brain goes
While i research the soul.
Samantha Babe Jan 2018
It all happened unexpectedly.
My sad soul intertwines to yours.
Late night realism let us sleep happily
Cause we've been freed from broken hours.

You were the commonplace.
The new and bright haven I could confess.
But my heart impedes,
You need to be displaced.

My heart justified with my mind.
You were just a curiosity to be answered.
But when I saw your soul blossomed not to mine,
I confessed to myself that I have loved you, honestly.
Kinsey Williams Nov 2017
There's this space between yes and no.

Between a nod of the head or a shake.

It's after you confess, "hey... I like you”, and before the other replies.

A kind of limbo of ticking bombs that makes you feel like you might explode.

But it also makes you feel safe.

A space where nothing has gone right just yet, but nothing has gone wrong either.

A mixture of eager anticipation and fear.

A happy, in-between where nothing is built or destroyed.
Maria Etre Nov 2017
Forgive me
for I am a sinner
a sucker
for
trouble
a victim
for
being
a
lover
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