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You met him at a party in two thousand seven.
He cheesily asked if you had fallen from heaven
You laughed and said "is that the best you can do?"
He said I must be a snowflake, because I've fallen for you.

Despite the silly pick up lines, you agreed to dance all night
He walked you home and at the door you gave him an invite
You were kissing til the sunrise and he promised you to call
You texted your best friend, saying, "for this guy, I could fall"

He asked you out the next day, you were excited as can be
You walked hand in hand in the park and carved your names into a tree
Everything felt so perfect and you knew he'd be the one
That would make you feel that with every other guy - you're done

After one year of dating , he asked you to be his
You happily shouted out "YES!" and gave him a big kiss
In a white church you were married, wearing a white dress
It was the wedding you've always dreamt of, truly a success

You moved into a big house, after a few years you got knocked up
You were supposed to be happy but you kind of felt locked up
It was the life you've always imagined, everything was going well
Yet you felt so suffocated, as if you were imprisoned in a cell

You were stuck in a rut, but too comfortable to change it
You knew what it would take but you still wouldn't arrange it
In your big house you were stuck, feeling miserable and numb
But if someone asked you how you were doing you held up your thumb

The sparks that once flew around you, have burnt out long ago
When you were making love, in his eyes there was no glow
You used to be his muse but now you're just his spouse
The passion you once shared is buried beneath the house
I'm a big fan of being forever alone, out of fear from living in The House.
muteD Dec 2015
Is This How
Its Going To Be?
:(
Marisa Lu Makil Aug 2015
How many times
Have I sat here

How many times
Has the wind whipped my hair around my face

How many times
Has the night engulfed me
In its dark arms

How many times
Had this sidewalk been my #1 place to pray
Pray that maybe next time it will work out

How many times
Have my tears wet this pavement

How many times
Have my worries swept away the dirt
On your surface

How many times
Will I sit here again

How many times
Will the hurt trickle into the cracks
On this cement

How many times
Will the rain cover the tears I've wept
Like I did again tonight

How much more pain
How many silent comfort sessions
*Can I take?
The sidewalk in front of my house has heard many of my worries and hurts. Me one (vain?) hope is that one day I'll find a person to replace the empty sidewalk.
I'm in love with a boy
Who's in love with a girl
Who's in love with a boy
Who don't love her
Current situation.
This used to be your spot
your comfort zone
your hideaway
a place to sit and think
in company of no one
but yourself
your camera
your music

When you needed to clear your mind
or escape from your everyday chores
whenever you needed to cry
or contemplate
or gather strength
This is where you would go

You took him to your spot
proudly showing him the view
the trees
the cliffs
You wanted to share
something you love
with someone you love

Your spot lost its original function
and became a place for laughing
and kissing
and loving
a place associated with joy
with him

He left you at your spot
he said you must cut all ties
for you are not the one to laugh with
to kiss
to love
He has someone else for that now
And they have a spot of their own

You go to your spot
to cry and clear your mind
but you see him everywhere
a silhouette on the bench
a shadow in the thicket
a ghost who whispers in your ear
all the things you wish to hear again
I love you
I love you
I love you

He's haunting your spot
The whispers turns into screams
repeating those last few words again and again
It's over
It's over
It's over

Never again will you share
something you love
with someone you love
cause once he leaves
he's not just in your memory
he's in everything you shared
staining it
ruining it
making it his

He's in your favorite movie
he's in your favorite song
and you're constantly reminded
of the pain he caused
He will never let you move on


This used to be your spot
Now it belongs to him
IcySky Jun 2015
I like personality, not popularity.
I like sweetness, not beast mode.
I like gorgeous eyes, I don't care about the "gun show".
"I wanna cuddle" is not the same,
to me, as to you.
I want conversation, not fornication.
The bad boy thing is cool,
but not being an *******.
Why you have to ask me?
"Are you single?"
Of course I am...
Because what I want,
I can never find.
I want marriage, not just a slot in your weekly calendar.
So if i ask...
"Do you wanna be my boyfriend???"
Then you fit the profile.

Who would?


Escape:
"If you like piƱa coladas and getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain
If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape
Then I'm the love that you've looked for, write to me and escape"
I'm a girl who goes by
personality not looks,
good looks is just a bonus...
I don't see why knowing
what i want is such a big deal.
IcySky Jun 2015
If only someone loved me, that I can love back.

~ <3 ~
Mercedeze Marsh Dec 2014
I run through the darkness,
Wind pressing against my face,
I hear a noise,
I quicken my pace.

I keep running,
I see the air I'm breathing,
I keep breathing faster,
Knowing I have a follower.

I hear a growl,
I quickly turn around,
I stop fast in my tracks.
To see it's my fears,
Standing above the ground.

I stand fast,
I stand my ground,
Against my biggest fears,
I'm no longer safe and sound.
I know my fears and they hurt to face, but each and every day I learn to face one. I'm no longer afraid.
Jennifer Weiss Oct 2014
Once again I fear,
I am only here
to steer
the sheep
into lamb.

What a nice plan!

Yet, lonely indeed...
A heart so full of love
can still bleed.
While you all fill each other's needs
I am alone, trying to get you to believe.
Guess, that's my cross to bear.
axr Oct 2014
I have a million reasons to love you.
I will find a million more.
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