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Cherisse May May 2017
You
I saw you today.
You two didn't talk
And seemed like strangers
But I knew better.

I saw you today.
You were still handsome
Attractive, oddly
And charming.

I saw you today.
I still like you.
But I know my feelings
Were nothing to you.
But despite all that, you two were a pretty sight. It just ***** because I feel like a villain for liking you.

Aren't I hilarious and cringe-worthy.
student a May 2017
when we talk,
there are sparks

when we talk,
my heart melts

when we talk,
butterflies in my
stomach

when we talk,
i get to know you better
Schuy Mar 2017
Picking petals
Pretending to be pleased s
At the growing pile of no's
Not once was a yes given
I lie to myself,
Thinking it was just a coincidence
That every petal I plucked
Was adding to the belief
Of the possible
I went through a whole garden
Of roses and daisies and petunias,
Found the last flower
And was sure that this time,

This time,

The impossible would finally
Become not

One by one the petals
Fell to my feet,
And as each petal was lost
A piece of my heart
Left with it

I was sure this time
That he loved me
.
.
.
Not
J Feb 2017
He was the moon
So glorious and majestic,
Extravagant and eccentric.

I am the (night) sky
Full of dreams and stories
Etched within the stars
That beautifies me
Everynight.

Without them
Without him,
I am nothing
But a void.
No reason to look up
No reason to care at all.

Everynight,
He is hidden
Behind the dark clouds
I don't know
Where they came from.

Sometimes
He wouldn't let me see
Himself in his great beauty.
Only a half, a crescent, or a quarter
Is what he gives.

But there are also times
When he shows himself
All his imperfections
And shines within
The vast stretch of darkness
I only care to give.

And people slowly
Starts to see
How we became a beautiful pair.

How he shines for me
And how I
Let them see
How beautiful he is.

And the stars,
My dreams,
Comes dancing and shining.

It was a sight to behold.
We were extraordinary.

But I was afraid
Too much will break our bond.
And so I ran away
When he so beautifully
Shined and glowed.

I always make a mistake everynight.
I let my darkness go
I let the stars kept under my blanket.

For I make way to someone
Who is more beautiful
Just like him
Shining and glowing
Just like him.

When combined both
They make up the universe
They make up the whole existence of us.

I am just a mere foreground
Changing my course
And watching them
Chase for each other
Until eternity.
Breeze-Mist Feb 2017
Gatsby's lost love was green
Your crush is bright blue
But I have definitely seen
What it means to both of you

And I really hate
To be a critic of dreams
But when momens abate
There's less chance than there seems

So please slow down, old sport
I've seen this story before
Please don't tell her that retort
When you walk out of the door
Sarah Steck Jan 2017
You
I know you
But I don't know
Who you are

I want to know.

I want to know
Everything about you
From your favorite color
To the things you only speak of
In the darkness of the night.

Now,
I only know
How your dimples
Brighten your face when
I make you smile and
Then your cheeks turn red
And you make me feel
Like a prince

But then I remember
You'd never let me know
You'd never let me see inside

It's just because I'm different
And you're not.
Andrew T Jan 2017
She got my number from her sister Elizabeth.
She spoke in a voice, bearing resemblance to the silkworms the Europeans stole.
She used to date a guy from Hixson who drove a 1956 Chevy Bel Air.

I drove a Toyota.
I didn’t smoke cigarettes, or drink alcohol.
I went to NOVA, the community college.

She texted me: Good Morning; She texted me: I’m thinking about you.
She told me, over the phone, about her car accident, before her family.
She found a new boyfriend: Mark. A mellow skater.

I took my first creative writing class with a Professor as my poet.
I wrote poems about her, long ones, and short ones. Showed them all to her.

I spoke with her over the phone; told her I loved her.

When she didn’t respond.
I hung up.
Jennifer Nov 2016
Oh god it's you. And yes, I mean you again
as seeing the sight of you just one more time
will forever remind me that we're not meant to be.

I'm fed up with this romantic crap.
This fogged up appearance of love.
Whispers of fairy tale romances that are really just fiction.

Perhaps I'm wrong. But until I can write my own story
I'd like to be left alone
to discover it with someone else.
NeroameeAlucard Nov 2016
I hope my eyes arent deceiving me
Because ive never beheld such beauty
Her long silky hair, her eyes and smile though pain it mustve masked
She was like a gem from angle, perfection in all aspects
Her laughter was like a chord on a spanish guitar
Man, we couldve gone so far
Together as one, mind body and soul joined together
But i couldnt muster up the courage to tell you how i felt, and after the fact we talk and you felt the same
Man, regret is gonna drive both of us insane
NeroameeAlucard Oct 2016
I'm drawn to you like a moth to the brightest flame
I couldn't have da Vinci draw you into my life, but I can think wistfully just the, same
The curve of your smile, that little twist of your hair
That scrunch of your nose when you laugh, whenever I see you i can't do much but stare

But if I told you all of this I'd probably be kicked aside or stepped on like a cheap set of stairs
So I guess it's only through these words that I can show that I care...
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