taking shots from a test tube spinning like a centrifuge feeling blue in every hue hello gorgeous who are you every week is working toward another drink another girl every morning’s throwing up in the bathroom all alone
her eyes sparkle from tears she cried, her layers of makeup for the bruises she hides, her soft lips that utters all of her lies, her beautiful figure thats been touched too many times, drop dead gorgeous she tries to hide, thoughts of dropping dead behind that smile.
As stereotypical as can be I'm just a girl in every sense His name A new found for me I've hunted for those two syllables like a hunteress to her prey Starts with a 'K' I'd find a lot of things I like that starts with a 'K' Kindle, Kangaroos, Kisses...
Ever so curious eyes Burning with anticipation OH!! There it is again A small gesture A quite, subtle acknowledgement An innocent greeting The smile that's going to be The death of creepy lil' me
It's just a silly crush, Novemeber Fever, it'll go away...or so that's what I'd like to say
One word And you are an Angel. The perfect face The perfect mind. One word and I am yours. One word and You are nothing but Gorgeous.
I wrote this poem about someone I met over the summer but never actually spoke to until the summer was over. He was one of the kindest, sweetest, smartest, and amazing people I have ever met. I completely fell in love with him and not some kind of puppy love. It was something only one other person has ever made me feel. He lives in Cape Town and I'll never see him again but the feeling he gave me when he called me gorgeous is something I will never forget and something I so long to feel again.
I wish I could fight it; What I feel for you. I wish I could stop it; the way my heart swells when I see your face. But I have no control. You take it from me. I fall into your eyes every time they look at me. I die a little bit every time I hear your laugh. If I can make you smile, I soar above the clouds for hours. I want to give you all of me, I want to give you the world, the galaxy, the universe. Your perfection steals my voice every time. Oh how I wish I could control my heart.