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Crysta Gingras Apr 2016
“Begin each day as if it were on purpose.”
When I first said hello
It was seriously nervous
I didn’t know what to do
No idea what to say
I pressed the button on my phone
And set up my hands to pray
I text you every morning
What could possibly go wrong?
Even with your written word
You make my heart sing a song
I begin each day with you
And I no longer feel worthless
You make everything bright and new
With your words you caress
I feel that you care
And I wish I was there
The distance doesn’t care
That we’d make the perfect pair
So we’ll just have to push through
Keep going against the grain
People might think it taboo
But without you there’s only pain
I’ll see you someday
I’ll reach out and touch you
We’ll tell stories of this stray
And the two who liked blue
Calling my angel for the first time <3
Crysta Gingras Apr 2016
My darling you inspire
Throughout the day you spark desire
I wish to see you here
Next to me
You conquer my every fear
While filling me with a certain glee
I never wish to feel alone again
And with you by my side, how could I be?
Good Morning to my Angel
a friend Apr 2016
turn in your chair to see her
catch her eye she smiles
do not look away.

her eyes heal.
make you

forget
      your
             self
your
                              

              . problems
warm
Don't.
Don't touch me if you only want
To know what it feels like to **** with my head.
Don't caress my cheek if all you desire
Is the sensation of my skin.
Don't even think about gripping your hand
Over my mouth just because you think it would make a marvelous joke.
If I hand you something, don't take my fingers with yours
So you can keep up your reputation.
Stop looking into my eyes if all you are searching for
Is a reflection of your emotions.
And I need you to stop pulling me into your arms.
Just stop taking me in,
Stop cradling me,
Don't trace my spine and shoulders with your fingers,
Don't embrace my little body,
Don't try to trick me into thinking that you care about me.
Don't you dare say that you love me,
Because you don't mean it.
Based on the overheard words of a Stranger fighting against someone who was clearly poison to her.
I want to drown
in a pool of love.
I want the smell of perfume to fill my lungs,
and the sweet feeling of affection
to rush between every cell of my body.
I want to be held
I want to be kissed
I want to be cradled
as if I was the only one,
and nothing matters.
I want the touch of her
to make me feel safe.
I want my girlfriend to be  decided.
To know what she wants,
and to know that she wants me
and only me
is it too much to ask?
Or am I just dreaming too much again?
my heart beats a bit faster
when I'm with *you
<3
Ysa Pa Apr 2016
I never before flirted so willingly
With flames that burned so icily
My first 12w, forgive me because I can't come up with a title
Acuriousnature Apr 2016
Why? Simply that,
Somedays, It's just so
(F)un
(L)iving
(I)n
(R)omantic
(T)ragedy

Than being

(L)ost
(O)ver
(V)ulnerable
(E)motions
I'll be honest with my feelings. Just, I'll be flirty about it, so maybe it won't hurt so much when you say no. I'll just laugh it off and continue being your favourite flirt
Crysta Gingras Mar 2016
I wake up in the morning and see the sun saying hello
I go downstairs and am stopped by an odd fellow
He wore a green hat and carried a cello
He certainly was an odd little fellow
He stopped me and said “Do you want to follow your dreams?”
A little shy I squeaked “uh well, Sure please”
He led me down the hallway and right out the door
Looked back at me with a display and asked “what are you waiting for?”
I shrugged my shoulders with dismay and followed closely behind
He kept right on running I followed suit in kind
He led me to a castle that stood up straight and bold
He looked at me and pointed at it while demanding “Don’t you now fold;
The answers to all your dreams is up there waiting inside
The place is falling at the seams, no time to swallow pride”
So with a leap and a bound I found myself in the castle
Searching far and wide certainly was a hassle
I walked up to a fireplace and saw a burning stew
I turned around to look and who I saw, was you
You stared at me with a challenge, blue eyes boring holes
I stared right back unable to move from those striking blues
You asked what I had come for
I honestly said, “No clue,
Though if I’d take a guess, I’d say I came for you”
That quip made your eyes lose their stony glare
And if I had the confidence I’d swear I saw a sparkle there
You invited me to sit, and we talked for a long while
I impressed you with my wit and even got a smile
It came time for me to leave, so I made to bid adieu
You reached out and grabbed my arm, “life is far better with two”
I was a little taken aback, had I been too far forward?
This woman knew my inner thoughts, perhaps clear-sighted?
I wanted to agree with you, but I lived far from here
It seemed you knew again and said, “Will you take me there?”
My shock must have shown for you shrunk back like I hurt you
“Did I assume too much?” you asked with hesitation
“That all depends” I said with sly smile “do you like blue?”
You smiled again, glowing with confidence, as you leaned forward and said “of course I do”
This time I smiled back, and linked your arm with mine
We walked out of the castle and passed the fellow, now drinking wine
He looked up with a glance and then jumped back with a dance
Shouting for joy at the sight
He grabbed his cello
Before he could mellow
And sang with all of his might
“oh happy days you found your dream
It has all come true to be
For you found her and she found thee
So happy
So happy to be!”
We danced with the fellow
While playing his cello
And moved about all through the night
My hand in your hand
And your eyes on mine
Nothing has ever felt more right
Like the fellow had sung
So happy to be
Right then and there
Just you and me
A story for my Angel
Ava Bean Mar 2016
You dreamed of kissing me
Mind racing towards me.
What happened?
What changed?
My lips are still soft
My tongue still sweet.
My hips are still sturdy,
And my waist still small.
Maybe it all became too much for you
Maybe I am too much for you to take in.
mixed signals
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