isn't it funny how
one soul can feel
the heat
the connection
the link between them and the other

and the other can feel just
absolutely
nothing
at
all

I feel no sincerity in your words
No decency in your eyes
No promise in your lips
No emotions with your touch
Yet when you tell me you love me
I believe you
Everytime you look at me
I melt
Every kiss we had
Made me want more
With every touch you make
*I burn

My legs quiver
at the touch of your mouth
slowly grazing upward.
I surrender
completely
to the weight of your body
and the grasp you have
on my heart.

I hated me
I never did love me
I never cared for me
I, you're a slutty ***** but I still love you

I gave you
My heart
So quickly
And without
Hesitation
That I never
Bothered to ask
If you wanted it
To begin with.

And now
As I stare at
All the messages
I sent to you,
Each one left
Unanswered,
I wonder if
Maybe
I should have.

It’s already midnight.* Go to sleep, dear.
   You have a brand new day ahead of you.
He’s already in his bed,
   dreaming of someone else.
Why are you still wide awake,
   quietly proclaiming your love for him?
The only person who can hear your confession
   is you, the lovestruck insomniac.

he called her a princess,
while she called him blind.

I found that i could not write about you
It's not that there are no words to describe what you are
It's not a problem with words
It's a problem with feelings
How do k write without feelings?
No matter how much i have delved into my brain or how much effort i put into it i could not muster up anything about you that could light up a fire in me
And that's a problem
Because i cannot write about you
And if i cannot write about you
That means i don't love you

(E.G)