the love i have for her
is unlike anything i've ever felt
i care more for her than i even do myself
she is so fragile, so weak
yet at the same time
her strength is inspiring
her face is a wonder
her eyes a beautiful, blue hue
i could stare into them forever
for there is no competing view
i love the way her voice sounds
it's so sweet and pure
when she tells me she loves me
when she calls me baby
it is my undoing
i fall in love with her all over again
kissing her soft and supple lips
is my most favorite task
they're plump and pink
her tongue is so sweet
there is something so precious
about her very essence
i can't quite pinpoint what it is
but the more i am with her
the more that i see her
i realize it is because
being precious is inherently part of her
there is no other way for her to be
that's just how she is naturally
i can't believe that she is mine
she is sweeter than the finest dessert wine
if i am completely deserving
i do not know
but i will fight for her always
i will never let her go

I don't understand the word ‘love’ because
when I was 13 years old I was forced to believe in it as my brother shoved the wrong definition between my thighs.

I didn't know a broken heart,
until the day I realized I could never make you as happy
as she once did.
And in that very moment,
every second where I made you look away,
crushed every second where I held your gaze.
My childish attempts to make you love me,
need me,
at least want me,
seemed to only push you further.
I wonder
how much it took for her?
How many times you wound yourself around her wrist
was it even a better kiss?
There goes my growing confidence,
along with the bracelets you've left on the floor
gifts gone amiss.
I don't know if I am enough.
Fear is all I feel through this love.

When things go cheesy
Or somewhat sweet
I have the smile,
heating up on me.

Not everyone sees it,
it's really picky.
It's only for me
and for your eyes to see.

"1.When he tells you he loves you forever, remember he said it to me first.
2. The days you spend in his arms, once held me.
3. My smell will still linger on him.
4. If he tells you he will always be there for you.
I want to let you to know he told me he couldn’t make me happy anymore.
5. Don’t have high hopes.
6. he’s forever was 5 freaking months.
7. he used to tell me he couldn’t stand being apart from me, ” I will never get sick of you” a week later he told me I was clingy.
8. When we were cuddling on the train, he looked at me as if I was the only star in the sky, if he ever looks at you that way
I want you to know that he doesn’t give a **** about stars.
9. All that he means to you, mean’t everything to me.
10. The fact that your nothing like me, says more about our relationship then the whole **** thing.
11. If he leaves you for another girl, don’t cry.
Remember he did it to me first."

Every time I used to run to you
it was raining
because maybe when we walked inside
we didn't want the cold and discomfort to end

I have never minded the rain
and I told myself that the flooding
occurring in my heart
was okay,
because a little water never hurt anyone

Eventually, the walls collapsed
because a little water
a lot of the time
will break down even the toughest stones

After the rain,
you're supposed to see a rainbow
and that's what you tried to give me
but instead I had a water damaged soul
with nothing left inside

You cannot control the weather
and you called to me again
but this time you were the one running
in the late night cold
we have come to know too well

Early in the morning
I heard you whisper
as you looked out the window,
"I've never seen the sky so bright"

Maybe I didn't get my rainbow
instead, a white light breaking through the blinds

"It looks the way it does before it snows,"
I reply
as you wrap your arms tighter around me

Maybe my rain has turned into snow
Just as cold, but more beautiful

Secret lovers... that's what we are,
  but that's what she was too to you.
     Cuddling, cradling, caressing me
        In your sheets I would lie still
                     And just be.
A phone call changed it all.
   After that you were no longer,
     who you wanted me to think
                      you were.
The
  man behind
      the lies was
         just a devil in
             disguise.

I can go a day without the sound of the wind,
I can go so many hours without the sound of the birds in the sky. I can go a day without the sound of the cars or kids playing outside.
I can go so many days without seeing my friends, family members and I will still survive.
But one person I can't go a day without is you.
You are my everything.
I love you .

"Don't play hard to get,"
you say,
but I thought we weren't playing at all
because the labored breaths
and extended silences
we exchanged instead of words
were the conclusion to our never-published,
still-in-editing,
fairy tale love story

Your eyes held on
to the tears that had formed
so that they never really fell

And I held on
to our unspoken romance
and fell harder than expected

I thought I was the one
who jumped
but not without a little push
from you

I can't say I blame you
you just did what was best
but I guess I wasn't prepared
for best
to feel worst

So Boy,
I am not playing with anyone
or anything
(except with my necklace,
when I think about you)
and you are still plucking away
at my strings,
so softly
that I almost didn't notice

I guess I'm too familiar with the sound
to ignore it