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Jieun Feb 16
boy: I'll buy you anything you want

          girl:....You can't buy what i want

boy: confused huh? tell me, what do you want? I'm sure I can get it for you

          girl:points to his chest I want this...I want your heart..I want
                  you to love me... and you can't buy this..You're supposed to
                  give it
forestfaith Nov 2018
“I have a question.”
“Why is it that the more connected we are, the less connection we have for each other?”
“I...don’t really know.”
“Maybe....because they value phones and social media more than people?”
“I don’t know”
“Or....maybe they place their identity on them too.”
“I Guess.”
“I don’t really know.”
“What If.....the people in this world don’t actually know the ‘friends’ they are sitting beside in during recess or while hanging out.”
“Maybe....i mean, isn’t hanging out supposed to be about spending time with each other, directly, and not i guess, with their phones, or through their it?”
“I fear about the future.”
“Why is that?”
“Well, what if my children, or other people’s children...”
“Basically the next generation,”
“Ye, the next generation wont actually know what actual friends are, like being trapped in mechanical boxes with those weird things on...what is it called? Oh right, VR headsets. And then they live in those boxes.”
“I don’t know....”
“I just want people to talk to each other, WITHOUT their heads down on the phone and eyes glued to the the kampong days...”

Hope y’all got something from dis
Nyx Aug 2018

You once asked me

Why won't you tell me who you loved?

I responded gently
As if speaking to a child

When you love somebody
So closely and dear
Its a moment in your heart
Where your mind becomes clear
Painted so vividly within your thoughts
The ones that you love stands bright and tall

The moments we spend together
They were special
Nobody knows about it
The more people who know
The less special it becomes

I smiled to myself
As I dazed off about that time
To which you countered with

How do you know if he felt the same?

Silence filled the air
As I thought for a moment

Quite frankly I dont know
I have no solid proof
It was unspoken between us
It was a breif time of our youth

Then why is it so special?

Because I loved him
No matter if those feelings
Were returned or not

Leeann Rose Jan 2018
I was to depressed to love you correctly.
I swear I tried ...
I thought letting u do whatever ,would make u happy and maybe would make me happy. Most nights I cried.
Pretending I didn't care that u went out those nights .
When I never wanted to be alone ..  
all it did was push me away from you.. Everything went falling and crashing into pieces, all that we worked so hard for , there was no more.
Had one foot in , and one foot out the door. Maybe, our love wasn't ready for loving anymore.
AaliyahGisele Nov 2017
There is this girl(me)who writes poems and quotes, but they are deep, strong and tear dropping,
She writes about how she is treated so wrongfully, while all the other girls are treated like angels,
But that is ok because she sees that they’re rotting,
She sees that one day those same girls are going to be worn out and old,
She hears things a sweet girl should have never been told,
“I’m going to better than them than I already am when I’m grown”,
She clench her fists every time she see another girl getting called pretty when she never gets called pretty,
“Am I ugly?” The girl ask her mom, “Liyah, you are so caught up in what you look like, you’re not ugly. People just don’t see the beauty in you, but I do” said her mom,
“Why did you ask?” Asked her mom,
“Because I see how other girls are getting called pretty and I don’t. I get called ugly.”
Her mom replied “Liyah, you’re beautiful in my eyes and half those girls are going to be fat and ugly when they get in their late 20’s and you’re going to look like Beyoncé”. “Really?” Asked the girl,
“Yes really. I mean look at you now, you’re not pretty, you’re beautiful and you will be more beautiful when you get older, and you’ll see”
The girl nodded her head “I guess”
“Liyah, don’t let this conversation lead to more stress” laughed her mom.
I have to hear that I’m beautiful.
Mystic904 Sep 2017
Soul: ( to the self)
If you'd just let me in
you'd know what I've been
through, on and in
lower a bit that chin

Desires need be kept within
silent stay, don't you grin
nothing heard, dropped a pin?
Remember these just to begin

(Devil) Deceiver: (to the self)
Know that's you, you're the king
above your head lies no string
Evil? What's that a thing
There's no bad luck to bring

What keeps you so running
know that he's bluffing
he ain't that cunning
See, the dark's quite stunning

Graspeth, the light before ye fall
the boogy knows how to crawl
before makes he dark the hall
Hurry! answer the Devine's call

(Deceiver) Manipulator:
What? the dope's back again
manipulating you to refrain
being dug under my crane
Apologies, allow me to start again
A conversation with the inner self or soul and the Devil himself
This is the part 1 of the original whole poem. And it gets more amusing in the upcoming part. Soul and Devil talk face to face;)
Luis Liriano Aug 2017
"Remember what you said to me?"

"Ummm maybe"

"Can you say it again?"

"Yeah, okay, I love you"

"I love you too "

"did you realize what you said?"

"Yes and I do.. i love you, I loved you for a while I just couldn't say it"

"I know you did"

"What!, how?"

"You don't need words to tell that someone loves you, they'll show you in their actions and the small things they do, for example as you start smiling in the middle of a kiss"


"Well I'm in love with you"

And then we shared a kiss mixed with love, passion and lust and like always we smile right in the middle of it and I think I loved her even more.
i wrote this years ago and the person isn't in my life anymore
chasing vapors Jun 2016
one night he asked me,
what is acceptance?

and i answered him,
with confidence
and triumph on my face,
**acceptance is one day
you woke up
and it doesn't hurt
any longer

— The End —