I woke up on your sixtieth birthday
And realized I’ve been with you For half your life! Yet to me it seems sometimes No more than the blink of an eye, No more surprising than a sigh. Yet then, I think of the joy The kindness and love You have given me as naturally As you might breathe. Then the aching passion that began Long ago, now burnished with time Still burns like the fire inside a jewel! And each day seems like a hundred years In which I hold you even when you aren’t near. I would wish for another half of all you are, But then I realize, that would never Be enough.
To my husband.
i love the moon
wrapped around my neck the small crescent moon bouncing happily on my heart as we hold hands that same beautiful moon in which i trace with my fingers feeling the smooth moonstone be imprinted with my fingerprints that same affectionate moon as it glided on your chest when we gasped for more air and you held me close to your heart as the moonlight shined softly from the window that same wonderstruck moon we would fight under tears that reflected the moonstone always streaming down my face that same gleaming moon that you would wipe my tears with the hands i had felt for years and all i could do was look up and dream of that same distant moon where i had found out about your disloyalty and i felt myself slipping into vast space putting myself in front of asteroids just to feel something that same sickening moon taunting me with the way it just stays up there, coming out only at night only to observe and listen for chaos that reigns after dark that same wicked moon that was suffocating me in my sleep when i would lie next to your empty shell gasping for air as i wipe my moonstone tears that same dreadful moon as it watched me deteriorate in your arms burning holes into my chest dwindling my soul until it left me hollow i... used to love the moon when i knew that it was lovingly wrapped around my neck by you and you would feel the moonstone with your lips i used to love the moon until the last star died and i ripped it off from my neck and drove myself into a black hole that same cynical moon that you proclaimed your love to me too, was the same ******* moon that my entire being was shattered by you ... i ******* hate the moon.
i miss what we used to be.
I guess I'm not enough for you
Those nights I stayed up Those things I said The things I did Never enough for anyone People will always want more Things aren't like how they used to be You can try, and try, all you want But everything will never be enough
I'm ****** bro, hahah.
Who do I want to love me more then me?
You I want you to love me and care for me. You and I keep bumping heads I can't focus cause my heart is hurting and I can't stop it from beating so hard and fast. I love you yes but it's never enough I can't stop crying cause I want us to work and I am fighting so much for a spot that I must walk away or I'm gone hurt myself. Goodbye my friend.
I love you but I can't do this anymore
i’m a butterfly in the rain
wings dripping with salty tears i’m a firefly in the dark possessing a glow so beautiful it makes me worth catching i’m a girl with no hope for i am too much of everything and never enough.
I have this terrible feeling,
That im just not enough. And no matter what i do or say We were just a love story that never begun.
So much things to say
So much things to do So much to feel And not much at all Too much But Too little Am I selfish? For asking more To feel To be felt To see To be seen To speak To be heard To matter Am I a narcissist? For hoping so much out Of love Of perfection Of attention Of life Too much but too little Time to do To prove myself Too much but too little Things to say To make things Go my way.
It’s never enough
The nectar that is you And like a moth to a flame I flutter to you. Oh, you sweet thing How I adore you. No matter how many sips I still long for you. It’s never enough Even when I have made you mine You need to show me how much you love me each and every time. Hold me at night. Hold me tight. Will it be the oceans that washes us apart? Oh shall you always carry my heart?
If there was one thing people could agree on, It's that we didn't have enough time. But now that we have all the time In the world, we're slowly losing our minds