You didn’t like the mole on your chin. You used to say it was too prominent for your face and how you disliked that it contrasted with your freckled cheeks. But I thought that your cheeks were like a galaxy and your chin had the moon. It’s the first thing I noticed when I realized I liked you. - face like a universe.
Liking him was cool, I guess... I loved hanging out with him, Lying on his arm, Him lying on mine, Talking, Being quiet, Being in company, Being alone. How was I supposed to know?
I don't remember writing this two years ago, I bet it has a different meaning now than it did back when I wrote it, I'm sharing it because I feel like it fits something I'm living now and I find it fascinating how life works. The same words of my past have a new meaning today.
When I am with you, I can't stop smiling. When I talk to you, my stomach is flooded with butterflies. When I see the shine in your eyes, my sorrows go away. When I think of you, I can't help to wish that I could call you mine.
Don't like my poem, It is dark. Don't like my poem, Cause, it can't be a circle but just an arc! Don't like my poem, It is obstructive. Don't like my poem, It is an active volcano,that is eruptive! Don't like my poem, It's a poisonous snake that gonna bite. Don't like my poem, It gonna be boring,I am right! Don't like my poem, It is harmful like a bullet. Don't like my poem, Cause I'm not a good poet!
Labotomize these thumbs, they scroll more than they strum. I don't mean to be dumb, but I can't respond back so I hum, and you won't hear me. No, you can't see the words that I write. I'm sure you'd only be tickled, If you knew that I think of you all night. Because I can't sleep, love. And I can only touch me right, Yeah, that's right. Just me, love. Hope I can keep up with this fight. And I know you don't really care, and you haven't got some spare feelings left to share and if there are, they're barely there. So drop the pity, I'm mad you got to hear me whine. How unsexy. I'm supposed to just be doing fine. I'll compartmentalize, put it in a box and tie it with twine. while you're liking every post of mine. I'll compartmentalize. While I reread your every line.