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erin May 2018
if i don’t think about it,
did it happen?
if i don’t mention it,
is it real?
if i shut it out,
does it still live?
No body Apr 2018
I see you everyday
I can hear my heart beat fast
I can tell i'm smiling when I saw you
I can tell when I feel hurt because your with her
I blush red when your near
I lought when your name pops up
I wish you saw how I felt about you
I wish you...could see that we could be more then friends
But your with her
And you look happy
You look like she is everyhting
You look at her, like she is the only thing in the world
Like it's just you and her and no one else
Maybe that could be me and you
But.....You blong with her
And I know that
She is everything
That I will never be
I have to let you go,,,,,, But I don't want to
Lora H A Apr 2018
We got in a fight,
again.
We put our love
in thin ice,
again.
We say things
that we might regret, again.
Our paths are getting far.
We are getting tired,
of the same **** of everyday.
But it´s  not gonna happen again.
Not this time.
z Mar 2018
we humans have such a need to be loved
afraid of being
alone
abandoned
left for granted

and i am no different
i want to feel the rush
butterflies in my stomach
wing against my hair
hands against his heart
heart intertwined with my soul

you may ask why
am i so enamoured with this
idea of love

perhaps it is so i do not feel lonely
for i have been (lonely) for a while now
even when i am surrounded by people
there is no one
not really
not anyone who connects with my soul

or perhaps  i just want to feel more put together
after all
everyone thinks you’re so much happier when you have a significant other

or perhaps i just want someone to hold hands with
someone to kiss
embrace
****

oh
ah
oh
i’m not fooling anyone, am i?
the reason i am so enamoured with the idea of love
is because i am obsessed with the notion that someone else can fix me up
heal the void in my heart
clear the window to my soul
but we all know band aids don't fix bullet holes
Danial John Mar 2018
Wicked
Gifted
Lifted
Ticking

Siting
Miffed
Binge
Drinking
njabulo mangena Feb 2018
What would happen if?
If i say i love you, will you love me too?
If i say i care will, you care about me too?
You see I love you I must admit I fear lack of impression,
A girl so cute enough to make anyone jealousy I fear competition,
I spend sleepless night thinking of you yet I fear rejection,
I know you admire me a lot but, what will happen if?
If I call your name will you call mine too?
If i miss u will you miss me too?
So what would happen if?
sometimes you love and you fear at the same time then you start to ask yourself what would happen if
Diangelo Tyler Feb 2018
If ever you happen to lose your faith
Look to fate
Like love at first sight
Or the miracle of life
To rejuvenate
If ever you happen to lose your way
Then close your eyes
And let your heart guide
You through life’s maze
If ever you happen to need a friend
Turn to someone willing to lend
A shoulder...a ear......a hand
To help you through your circumstance
It takes a lot of pride to do it yourself
But even more in courage to ask for help
And a bigger person to lend yourself
Regardless of whether we help
Or are being helped
Because the perseverance of life
Is the greatest accumulation of wealth

- Diangelo Tyler
Maria Etre Jan 2018
I ignored the universe
when it
showered me with signs
over and over

I changed paths
took detours
redrew a map

But at the end of it all
looks up
Hi.
Again.
When things cannot help but be "meant to be"
CPM Jan 2018
we have been taught
to color inside the lines
since we were little kids,

so explain to me how do we
continue to stay inside the lines
when life is everything but that.

no wonder we always
find ourselves
close to the edge,

but never really willing to cross
because we fear what would happen
if we did what they told us not to.
-*CPM
my messy thoughts
Colm Dec 2017
The coldness felt
Is the willingness of God
To let it be as we perceive it to be
From our fatalist stance
Be it true or false
It simply is as he allows it to be
Two cords which we cannot coexist
Connectively
My publish poems option is erroring - So I'm working out of my drafts - Tell Elliot please. (:
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