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Riq Schwartz Jul 2014
You stole my breath
but needed only ask.
Gave love freely
and demanded the same back.
You took no ****
so never gave one.
You showed me the way
- my eyes followed you -
to feel no regret.

You were bold and brazen,
I was empathetically italicized,
leaning on you
in times of duress.
You gave and gave and gave and gave and gave
two-bit trinkets
half-assed like alimony.
I took and took and took until
I was overburdened and
rooted in place.
You walked away like an action hero
and never looked back.
You showed me the way
- my eyes followed you -
straight out the window.

Yesterday you gave
     me a call. Said
     you were fine.
I didn't ask
     if you felt my eyes
     searching you out
     in dreams,
digging deeper through memories
to us, together.
You teaching me to love
     selfishly,
showing me the way you did.
My eyes followed you,
  followed yours
     following her,
and you showed me the way
you felt no regrets.

Perhaps sometime I can show you
how I find my way
straight out the window
and let your eyes follow me
down.
Lots of help from Jamie L Johnson (http://hellopoetry.com/jamie-l-johnson/) and my dear friend Blu. As always, thanks for reading!
Lopez Creationz Jun 2014
You thought he was just a game
Using him like he was a tool.

Believed you were smarter then him
But have only showed yourself a fool.

He loved you dearly because you birthed them
Always protecting you as if you were a precious gem.

Now that you are gone and his eyes are wide open
No longer he'll allow them used as monopoly tokens.

To love someone truly, is not to play juvenile games
Abusing genuine hearts will ultimately boomerang.

Now it is you who is scared, spilling lie after lie,
Instead of accepting fault, wolf is what you cry.

When things do not work out the way that you hope
It will be you who is the one struggling to stay afloat.

                     Lopez ©reationz 2014
Para Ti Mi Amorcitos Preciosos, Chris, Aiden y Logan. <3
You left under the cloak of night, again.
To return with your excuse as to why you are late.
What once was harmless, is now unfair, unjust, heartless.
Not on me or you, but her, the one that truly loves you.
I'm the harlot, the iniquity in your life, wickedness personified.
I remove your garments, deal with your hardness and
send you back to her, the promise you made to her broken.
I listen to your moans and return you whole to her.
I'm a social worker, a lover, a comfort, a *****.
You are a client, a bore, a job, a *****.
Our consciousness of what we do is monstrous, yet we do it over again.
I don't love you, you don't love me.
I'm a night deposit banking facility.
You drop off a deposit, leave, and go home.
What lies do you tell her?
Does she believe you?
Is paying for me cheaper than a divorce?
We both are heartless under the cover of darkness
© JLB
05/06/2014
As our lips touched, I remember her taste
As I see you in my eyes of lust, I remember her face
As our body intertwined, I feel the heat she used to give
I was locked in the fantasy of her promise that she will never leave
You have a lot of ways that makes me feel that I’m bringing her back to me
The impossible thing to happen, even if I cry on my knees
Onackh Crustpunk May 2014
Cradle me inside your womb
Queen of my ****** fantasy
And for a moment of eternal fire
We'll escape... Escape from reality

The rush of blood hardened my core
As your bare skin enlightened my soul
But the pain of truth stings like thorns
Of your flowers of flesh and bone

We dance to the fire of passion
False hope puts me into submission
Our lust and our desires
Will never be seen by daylight

My drug, my medication
My love, my fornication
But you're never mine
And youll  never be mine
This is for my current affair to a **** haha
Manda Raye Mar 2014
You like
to play this game.
A vortex of *******,
change the face of who you’re kissing,
pretend.
Yi Ling Liew Mar 2014
I pretend it's nothing when you hold my hand outside,
That we've always been doing this - the eating in public.

When we meet for short hours,
I pretend I don't mind.

You've never really said, but we are what I am - the Other Woman that is.
I pretend I don't mind.


I think we will be if I hold your hand tight,
That you need me more than her, that I know you more than she.

But I see her in your eyes, and your smile when she calls.

So I know what this means - that you will leave in the end.

So while it lasts,
I pretend...
I don't mind.

— The End —