olive 4d

when the line was there to comfort,
and i heard you breath a sigh,
i never even had to worry
because i knew we would be fine.

when we spent the day in bed
and talked about our lives,
we became less than two
and i watched the fading lines.

when they told us it was melodrama
and i felt our lips entwine,
everything had disappeared
in this little room of mine.

when you were on the other side
and i was left alone,
i never could stop needing you
because you were my home.

many (random) verses about a single day
leah 4d

if i fall in love with you
know that it won't be like the love you see on tv screens
know that my love is subtle
my love is calm, like the ocean,
my love is not backs pressing against walls
my love is not bruise-like marks on collarbones
my love is the brushing of fingertips
my love is the rushing of blood onto shy cheeks

know that when i fall in love with you
my love will not be explicit
i will not tell you i love you
i will let the shy glaces
and the interlacing of our hands speak for me

know that when i love you
you will know

Aynjul 7d

(I know you love me,
your not use to it.
You make it easier
to believe
nothing last forever
It pushes.
I make hearts melt,
and you let them slip through your hands)

were perfect together...
GypsyDarling Nov 9

It's 10:57 the next day & I'm still mad.
I suppose you're mad too , rightfully so.
Why is this shit so hard for US ?
I've been smoking weed since I woke up .
It calms me .
I am numb .
BUT , is it weird that this is turning me on ?
From the master bedroom , I crave you .
Why are we mad again ?
I want to forget .
I want to submit to MY man!
I repent !  I repent !

GypsyDarling Oct 25

Hi , I am she .
She who is lost .
She who constantly needs validation ...
For she is not capable of any healthy relations ...
She who controls you so much with LOVE .. you die .

She who questions her looks ,
Am I enough ?
She who is simply insecure .

YOU , made me this way .
Always making me wonder .

Always a damn mystery .
You played me better than a gambler .

Light your cigarette ...
Then pass it to me ...
You are unworthy of peace of mind .

Im insecure ,
because I keep you .
Knowing I could replace you at the drop of a dime .

zero Oct 24

Sometimes I think the stars came out
for us,
but then I remember,
it was you that left.

My people, My planet,
He is gone.

I've never been in a relationship myself,
          but i think it's terribly sad when two people break up.
                 "break up." Even that sounds quite terrible.
                        What is it that they're breaking?
                Is it the bond? the trust? their hearts? how sad.
                   But the reason why i think it's terribly sad,
          it's because of the fact that you just have to stop seeing them.
             You go from spending so much time with that person,
                                      to stop seeing them.
                                   And you must respect it.
                 You have to keep the kisses you want to give them.
                       The sweet words you want to tell them.
                    And... they take their affection, as well.
                           You don't feel loved anymore.
                          They left, and so did their love.

David M Harry Oct 17

The memory of your lips, stained in a stubborn
shade of November is my favorite affliction.
Frosted absinthe dripped from your tongue,
spilling from those November lips, forming the words
which fertilized the garden of my anxieties.
In the nocturne of my imagination, past the perennials
of blue memory, I still nurture an orchid of deep
reverence for the irreparable manner in which
we damaged each other.
I endeavor to tend to this garden, to finally take care
of it.  Of me.  But all I manage to do is weed out my confidence,
settling for the deeply rooted progress of paralysis.
I regret letting you drink from my cup.  
Absinthe did not mix well with the curve of your complexity.
When it spilled, I watched it drip from your mouth,
knowing, with no uncertainty, that you would slither into my mind.

Brent Kincaid Sep 13

I see other people
And they’re happy two by two
It’s like they all know
Exactly what they should do.
They smile sweetly
They hug and hold hands
TheY talk to each other
And seem to understand.

They look into their eyes
And don’t quickly look away
And seem to be listening
To what the other has to say.
The smiles are frequent
And so is the cheerful laughter.
It seems they are well into
Their happily ever after.

Two minus one
The mathematics of my story.
Plenty of guts
But never that much of glory.
There must be something
I have not learned to do
That makes one plus one
Add to up to a decent two.

Going out to dinner
With couples is quite a trial.
Everyone gets uncomfortable.
I quit doing it after a while.
It hurts to see happiness
When you aren’t getting much.
The reminders are constant
With their every loving touch.

Two minus one
The mathematics of my story.
Plenty of guts
But never that much of glory.
There must be something
I have not learned to do
That makes one plus one
Add to up to a decent two.

Next page