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Dhaye Margaux Oct 2015
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Oh, I fell in love again
With the man of golden heart
The man who made me cry
Those tears of hope and joy
I fell in love again...



With you!

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Everyday I Love You <3 <3 <3
ICN Oct 2015
Unexpectedly,
she fell
one moment she was fine,
enjoying life
and the next she wasn't

Innocently, she believed that past mistakes wouldn't be repeated
she forgave those who betrayed her without hesitation
and her eyes were lively and playful

She was naive
and that is why she fell
history repeated itself
and so did her past mistakes,
those who had wronged her before, wronged her again
and her eyes were no longer lively and playful
they were guarded and careful
//why opening up is so hard\\
Athena Sep 2015
Step 1: Be as anxiety ridden as possible.
Get a bladder infection because you are too scared to ask the teacher to use the restroom.
Fail your Algebra class because you fear that if you tell her you are confused, she will laugh at you.
Everyone will laugh at you.
Wear dresses and frilly skirts because you are scared to come out as transgender.
Your mind will mock you with thoughts along the lines of,
“ You dont deserve to be a boy.”
Just go along with it.
Let the words bounce in your head like children in a bouncy house.
Do not reach for the ibuprofen bottle.
You see your mind will need to be as messy as your heart.
Therefor your heart will have to crumble into an avalanche.
DO NOT PICK UP THE PIECES.
You will need to be addicted to starbucks and body modifications.
Do not get anything less than a Venti because if you do not get your daily dose of caffeine you will go into withdrawls.
You need to modify your body because it is the only thing you can control.

Step 2: Make your hair as colorful and bright as possible because then maybe your mom will understand the fact that you are gay.
Maybe if you turn your head into a walking pride flag you will not have to see the look of disappointment coat her face when you step out of the closet.
I know what youre thinking because I have been told this before.
“But honey, the closet is made for clothes.”
Yeah youre **** right but the closet is also the only place you can hide your chest binder and boxers,
They will sit right next to your pushup bras.

Step 3: Feel everything.
Feel every single thing as deeply as you can because if you do not,
Then how will you get a messy heart?
And to have a messy mind your heart must match like the couple shirts he bought you on your one year anniversery.
Do not love him.
He will break your heart two years in and cram the words
“I simply dont want you” down your throat
And you may not cry.
You may not show him you are hurting because then he will know you care.
Then he will know you are wrapped around his finger as tightly as you can.

Step 4: Do not fall in love.
Even if it is simply with the brush strokes on a canvas.
Do not fall in love with anyone before you fall in love with yourself because for the past two years, toxic waste has filled your veins.
Do you know how much it hurt to bleach him out of your mind?
You have to scrub his fingerprints off of your body.
You will become raw.
It is okay to be raw,
You just have to learn to heal yourself.
No more coating the burn wounds with promises of forever.
No more temporary treatments.
For the sake of your sanity,
You must fall in love with yourself,
Before you can learn to not love him.
I do not miss you, I am ready for something new.
Adrián Poveda Sep 2015
Hay un choque de emociones
Como un calambre
Con el mismo espasmo
Que queda al pasar los minutos
Como el primer día,
como la vida
cuando tienes que saltar espacios.

Que importa la facultad
La vida es la que pasa sobre uno,
Se es así sin definiciones
Hasta el momento en que te alcanza
Y la sensación marea un poco,
Pero estas caminando sin regresar
Aunque la sensación persista
al volverla a encontrar…
Cuando vuelves a ver a alguien que amas luego de un tiempo... yo sentí un calambre.
Copyright © 2015 Adrián Poveda All Rights Reserved
Copyright © 2015 Adrián Poveda All Rights Reserved
Genius Monkey Sep 2015
As my tears fell
I bid you farewell;
As the rain fall
I’ll never be whole.
I withered and I die
As we said goodbye.

Everything has an end.
The Song.
The Movie.
Our Love…
Our Story…

So I was shivering
As my tears falling
And it was raining…
Our memories dying.

I can’t smile again,
I hate this rain
My tears all hidden
I’m crying in vain.
Candice Aug 2015
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when you fell,
don't expect others to love you back,

because they actually won't.
LS Jul 2015
And the thing was
I was falling so hard for you
I had jumped off the cliff
Hoping you would catch me
At the bottom

I wore
Your necklace of hickeys
Around my neck

But once I saw the ground
And realized you weren't there
The necklace turned into a noose
And tightened right before
I hit the ground

My last thought was
How relieved I was you caught me
Even if if wasn't in the way
I wanted
celey Jul 2015
he didn't catch you when you fell, yes. but didn't he kiss your scraped knee?
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