Wyatt 1d
Forge your signature
on the shell of my heart.
Send a bullet through,
make it quick for me.
Beauty like yours
makes me drop dead,
as they say.
Wrap your arms
around my body
I’m a novice,
and I don’t know
how your love works.
I've been cold, distant
for most of my life
but girls like you
make me wish I was

Although I never will be.
I wish I was different, I wish I could connect with you. I wish my love was honest, but all of my moves feel scripted.
you are my muse
but i cannot make music

you are my inspiration
but my ideas are gone

when i write for you
the words turn sour

i cannot sing for you
the notes go flat

i love you
but we do not fit together

we are puzzle pieces
that belong
in different puzzles

we do not fit

i do not fit
i am not good enough for him
Phi 2d
I had a-

think it

Nevermind your own business
sever ties with your instincts
every time they aren’t in sync
efforts grinding you empty

knee jerk reactions
screams turn so placid
it seems the world is plastic
and ceases further advancement
Aayasha khan Jul 12
Heart beats went slow
Tough days await ,because you never show
Yes, I know I told you to go away
But didn't you tell me that you will never let go long felt too long ...
Yet, those memories I live by are never gone.
An old feeling bought to you.
It consumed my soul,
Every single day
Begun with you
Ended with you
You were so heavy to hold up,
All this disappointment building inside
Why wasn’t I enough?
Why her?
Or her?
Or her?
Each time
I kept the pain to myself
I told you I understood
Mistakes happen right?
You’d never hurt me again?
I still “believed you loved me”
I was so young back then
A fire raged in my heart,
Slowly burning it up
You tore me apart
I let you
Because I actually loved you.
all around me

the 1mages never stay the same
as soon as 1 think 1 see 1t
1t changes
a small shift
throwing my percept1on 1nto a d1zzying dance

c1rcular room
m1rrors enfolding me
1n a reflect1ve embrace

1 see myself
1n a million d1fferent places
a superf1c1al 1mage of me

the embrace of the m1rrors
turns strangling
constr1cting snapshots of my face

for air

but relief does not come

1 am encased in a million different vers1ons of myself
who am 1
The girl
       was always

But the boy
        was never
                 once aware.
Or vice versa
He never knew how
her whole heart
was his from the

ayvan 5d
once a week— one hour
I wouldn’t see you long
as the week went
the memories would ache
it’s been months ever since
and it’s always just been
once a week

but even after this long
your voice still seems like a song
I can’t tell if your smile
is just a smile
or a thousand stars
I cant tell if you’re being sincere
or if your laughs at my jokes
are just polite
I still can’t tell when you talk to me
if you put up with my constant trying
just to be nice
or do I mean something else

after all this time
just once a week
you mean so much
I’m a fish trying to swim
in water that is held by two hands
hands that try to seal any gaps
to not let any water out
but water ends up escaping
my stretched fingers reaching out
but you’re always one step in front—
I'm one step behind
I know I’ll never be able to reach you
never be able to walk next to you
no matter how far I re a c  h
you’re out of my grasp
yet I keep swimming
like that little fish in your hands
until all the water had escaped.
With all efforts, it is still in vain.
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