I loved you once
I hurt you twice
I am so sorry I never said anything nice
In my heart I truly know
I will always love you
as long as the stars still show
I can't help it but the way you make me feel is love
I hope this week I can deeply show
you the real man in me
I ran out of rhyme
As I fall onto the pile of freshly dried clothes, I can feel the freshness seeping into my skin. The comforting warmth flows through me in the dead of winter. More... and more... and more. I never want to get up.
I tried something different today.
I love you
Those words will always be remembered
Three words that can scar you
Three syllables that may hurt
But isn't that what makes it beautiful
I miss you
Three words that can hurt
As if you would know it's worth
Always remember those words
These bittersweet words
These words are all we have
Make every moment count
Because you don't know
You don't know when it will all disappear
the time when
we stayed up
on the roof,
how we felt,
hands and souls
But you are
be held down,
I do, though...
that you left
to a lovely boy;
i want to tell you that you're lovely.
that you're beautiful.
oh so beautiful.
i want to tell you that you're eyes send me to a whole other world. that you're sweaters look adorable on you.
i want to tell you that you're hair is hot when it's wet, and that you're smile slowly kills me everytime. In a good way of course.
i want to tell you that you're perfect in my eyes.
i want to tell you that i like your face, and your lips, and your eyes, and your fingers, and your cheeks, and just you in general.
I want to tell you that, i like how you stay focused on your canvas when you draw, and you look only at your lines.
i want to tell you that i like- love it when you hug me. i feel safe. i want to tell you that im falling dangerously in love with you, but i'm scared.
so i wrote it in a poem instead.
I cannot die without knowing...
You never spoke the words
Telling me how you...
I was left with my mouth ajawed
My glazed eyes widened
I looked like a lost puppy
Expecting those three simple...
I stand flashing back into the very moment.
You said not a ****...
Goes breathless to the simple flash of...
I guess, not knowing.
nightmares turn to truth
scars become reality
memories are reborn
a quick flash of a blade
blocking by the mind
truth shows itself
scars turn to wounds
time is reversed
red rubbies drip again
the mind is open
life is revealed
-and we were sat
in front of the sea
illuminated in moony streetlights
watching the silver worm of the swashing waves
inky black except for that contact
and across the water
distant lights shone, red, yellow, white
fast food commercialised with the big yellow M
sitting in our laps
the night cold, and we two shivering
although we both refuse to be warmed by the other's coat
and our song plays
and I look to you
sat by me on the cold bench
you, physical, mass, warm and breathing
and the song carries on
our mistakes, they were bound to be made,
but I promise you I'll keep you safe
and I do promise
because you are there
breathing next to me
and you exist
and that's all I need
poem from a memory of mine, a very treasured one too
constant bodies around our lands
who slip and trespass within
and their depths appear quite endless
although they cannot reach a core
ink and sky churned to one
sustaining of most life
sort of a riddle, not quite, pretty easy if I am honest
normally I rhyme...this...this was painful for me
this is just something written to stand the test of time