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On the day we met,
you hooked me with your laugh
and hilarious demeanor.

On the day we met,
all it took was my name being
said from your lips for you to catch me.

On the day we met,
you laughed at my blondness
and still give me crap for it.

On the day we met,
nothing else mattered
as we travelled across the universe.

On the day we met,
you didn't have to say anything
for me to know exactly what you were thinking.

On the day we met,
the message I received was innocent
until you heard me speak.

On the day we met,
you said you were surprised
by my voice and quiet nature.

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On the day we met,
I had you hooked
with my easy-going disposition.

On the day we met,
nothing could stop us
being flirty with each other.

On the day we met,
I entrapped you
with my words.

On the day we met,
we became friends
and warmth was born.

On the day we met,
I made you jealous
by playing with your friends.

On the day we met,
those feelings
became so much more.

On the day we met,
I was told of your affection
and spoke my own.
sindy Jan 2019
You
I sleep in a different bed every week
But I know
- I will meet you soon
- you are waiting for me as well
- you and me : it will means everything

That you have lived as I have but you waited for me as I did
And we would smile
And we will laugh drink and touch

And it will feel like never before
More I imagine it more close I get to you

I have been played you won’t play me you will know I am not a game,
I have been lied to, you won’t lie to me you know I don’t deserve this,
I am loved and you will admire that,
I am clever and you will empowered it,
I am all your and you will never take it for guarantee

—-
- “Destiny, bring me to him he is waiting for me, I know you are waiting for me to be ready but it’s only when I will see him that I will be”
Rose Everest Jan 2019
Us
for the first time in ages,
I met you,
you've changed.. a lot.

your hair,
your smile,
the butterflies in my stomach,
and every other little things you used to do.

the 'you' that I loved had left that pretty shell of yours,
and the 'you' right now have another beautiful shell,
but still... it's different.
I used to love you but now I don't
sindy Jan 2019
Call me

Just call me and let’s meet somewhere in the world.

Somewhere we will be alone

We know that we can’t be together for long because we would destroy each others world.

Let’s meet for a few days, keep those days as our secret, our escape.

We felt so happy together don’t you remember ?

- We don’t need to talk and we talk for hours
- We don’t need drink and we got so high

Would that be possible ? For a day !? A week? A month ?

We know we can’t stay close forever but could we just enjoy this moment of life this short time and believe the world his ours.

I want to feel that love is now and just now
That every feeling is real
That the world is ours
That no one else exist

Then we would continue our life wishing the best to each other until the next time we meet and can hug.

After all : short time, big love that’s all we want that’s all we have and everything we born for.

Just tell me where and when.
VineBabe Jan 2019
It started with a hug
years of desire and affection
summed up in one simple
heart warming gesture.

Foreign sensations
a little fumbling to find my Mark
we fit right in.

Perfect opposites
the Lark and the Owl
Cold and Warm
the Neophyte and the Teacher

Forgotten fears
and new found peace.
We must meet again.
M Asim Nehal Jan 2019
Years have passed since
We last met
Yet my eyes are wet
With the tears
Of our departure
Living miles apart physically
Yet live in
Each other's heart
We meet in thoughts
And cherish our past
The distance is of eyes
The fragrance is still fresh
In my breath
The melting taste of our
Farewell kiss
Rejuvenates me to accomplish
The uphill task
Which nobody dared to accept
These mountains and rivers
And the dunes are your souvenir
This ignites fire and brings icy sooth
Our reunion thoughts are lighter
Than the feathers on which I am flying
To meet you once again.
kiran goswami Jan 2019
Meeting you was an accident,
And
You are the scar
I never want to heal from.
Julie Rogers Dec 2018
I realized that your area code
Was the same as one of my friends
Did you know her?
Or were you some stranger on the other side of a swiveling bar stool?
Was it abnormally warm in Cincinnati when you ordered the second beer?
I imagine you remarked about how fast the year was drawing to a close
And pulled the knit cap tighter on your head
And loosened your grip on the beer
The cliché draft you order that doesn’t fit your eyeglasses or your astronomy career
It would be nice if beer was cheaper than water
But it isn’t
And you’re still a stranger on the other side of a swiveling barstool
Carolina Dec 2018
You wait for me
sitting on the couch
with a beer and a green.
I sit there by your side
in a beautiful night
silent and still.
You look at me as I come by
A strange allure as you say hi
I look you up and down for now
I want to get close to you somehow
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