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Riley Schatz Aug 2015
If
If I was with you,
I'd sing you sweet nothings.
If I was with you,
I'd hold your hand too often.
If I was with you,
I'd press kisses to the corner of your jaw.
If I was with you,
I'd look at you like you were the world.
Because to me,
you are.
all true for you.
Of all the people you could curl up to at night
You chose me
Moments, Memories, Passion, Hope, Love,
Excitement, Hair colour, Feelings,
Dreams, Thoughts, Smells,
Tastes, Tans, All of
the best things
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Kyra Woods Jun 2015
How can you miss someone's voice you have never heard and how can you visualize someone'es eyes you have never seen?
These are questions that alter the reality of someone's being.
Even though I have never met you and have no knowledge of your existence, I know you are out there. someday I will find my King.
I know that your lips are softer than rose petals and the Melanin in your skin fills women with desire.
But as I lay in these silk sheets and relish in fantasies I know that nothing between You and another woman  will ever transpire,
Because You're Mine.
The dimple within your right cheek and the mischief in your eyes are all significant marks that you are no else's but Mine.
The sway of your walk and the charm when you talk are characteristics held for a woman who goes by My Name.
Our connection is nothing short of beautiful and  the intensity of our relations make any other love seem inhumane.
I know this, even though to everyone else you still cease to exist.
I know our hands will lock together like the missing pieces completing a puzzle.
Making me Your's, but more precisely making you Mine.
GfS Jun 2015
Honestly**
There were times that I try to convince myself that I don't like you
You're loud and giddy
and most of the time, a real klutz
You'd probably have a sprain on every other day that I'd get to see you
You're annoying and pretentious at times
and your imagination really does take flight whenever you'd see my drawings.
You're crazy in more ways than one.
I don't even know how that's possible!

I'd sometimes tell myself that I hate you
I'd tell myself these:
I hate how she's loud and giddy
because you'd have these eyes that glow every time you'd have a story
I hate how you're getting sprains because you were so immersed in your own world
sometimes, I hate that you'd come to me about it, because I would care too much
I hate how you annoy me sometimes, especially when I draw or study because you'd get too close to me and it makes my heart beat so fast, I'd get tachyarrythmia
When you get pretentious.. I hate how I'd like to listen to your stories, because well.. you tell it so engagingly
it sickens me
I hate how you're so crazy it makes my day so different from every other boring day I'd get before I met you.

I keep telling myself these
every single day
to make myself not fall in love with you
and before I knew it.. all this time.
I'm in love with you
I love you even before I realized I was in love with you
GfS May 2015
How in love with you am I?
Really, I sometimes question why.
Well, I'm not sure on how much I do
But I sorta have some kind of clue
For starters, I can't stop thinking about you
A thought of you is never overdue
When I hear music, I remember you
Cause I sometimes think it's your kind of tune
When I see flowers on the streetside
I have this urge to have you by my side
When our hands would simply touch
It made me want to hold your hand so much
Every word you say I can still remember
Like me and the lyrics of the song "September"
Oh how much I want to give you a hug
But I'm afraid that you might give me a smug
You're one of the only people I can trust
It's like having you around is a big must
So.. I'm not so sure these feelings kept in a cluster
Are more that what a normal man can muster
So If you ask me how in love am I with you
I might probably say.. "I don't know. I just do"
GfS May 2015
I'm sorry if things would come out so wrong
It's just that I've loved you for oh so very long
I don't know how I should interact
Or how I should come to react
I'd stutter like I'm a big dork
I make worse conversations than that of a fork
But it's because I'm just charmed by your smile
I guess it's my way to stay with you for a while
I keep my distance, not because I want a good bye
But it's just that.. Well.. I'm way to shy
I get all shaky when our shoulders would touch
It's probably because I've longed for that so much
You must know what you do to me when our hands would simply touch
If happiness were a grading system, I'd be at the top notch

So please don't be weirded out by how I am
I'm trying to be normal with the best that I can
I'm awkward, shy but oh so very kind
and *you're the only girl who's in my mind
I like rhyming
GfS May 2015
Love
looked like
a short girl
She has
pale white skin
With
Dark almond eyes
and soft wavy hair
And every time
she'd smile
You'd see her
face shine
Like the sun
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Love
looks like
a girl that
Often stares
out the
Window or
the blank space
Seeing only
her thoughts
come to life
Watching the
World become
her *playground

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Love
looked lost
on the streets
While immersed
in that world
Trying to find
her every step
Without tripping,
without falling
,she waltzes
through rugged
streets finding
Safety and security
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Love
looked like
an angel
Asleep or awake
She'd smile like it
But never
claimed to
be one
and no matter
how much you
Try to convince
Her, she'll never
ever
Believe you
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Love
is the one
that cares
Hugs and pats
you on the head
Comforts and cheers
you up with
the best that
she can
and with even
her mere presence
and soft "hello"
you'd feel ecstatic
and would
burst with joy
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Love
is what I see
in that girl
even when she
doesn't see it
herself
She'll make you
believe that
you don't
But all the more
you will see
love
in her
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Sometimes, love needs to be seen
Sometimes, love needs to be felt
Sometimes, love needs to be heard
But at all times, love needs to be out there
Beating at a decreased speed the heart is yearning for a change.
The eyes they see an object and in envy they begin to crave.
One thought after another, it’s all the same, my brain is in a rage.
All of a sudden the thoughts become clear and fondness begins to sprout.
The envious eyes begin to mist with laughter and echo with infectious cheer.
Running down Mount Epidermis the heart feels a sudden sprinkle.
Quenched by a monsoon of tender affection the heart, it quickly starts to blossom.
A shadow no more, a feeling so familiar, the heart resonates like the beating of a drum.
Emily Joyce Apr 2015
Dear future whoever you are,

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry if I can't seem to say the words "I love you" without stumbling over the words, or saying them really fast and running away, or them sounding stiff and forced like I don't really mean them, because I can assure you

I do

But you see the thing is

My family was never big on "I love you's"

Or affection for that matter, you see

We prefer "make sure the doors locked" being thrown over a shoulder as it rushes out the door

Or the ever so entertaining " put your seatbelt on, before I decide to test my breaks" as we are driving down a road

And just let me apologize in advance if you ever tell me that you, love me

And I freeze

It's not from shock I swear, okay maybe it is, a little bit, depending on the situation

But its probably mostly due to not being used to hearing it

I mean in the fifteen years I have under my belt so far I can't recall ever  hearing them said to me

So forgive me if I freeze, and then give an awkwardly delayed " I love you" back

And just know this

No matter how awkward or delayed or stuttered or fast it's said

I only say those three words when I mean them

And it's hard for me to say them

It really is

So dear future whoever you are

Please understand

I may not have heard them much

But I understand the meaning behind them

And just know

I love you, too
I'm not sure what to read in school when I get back, any suggestions?
( I'm really proud of this one! )
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