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Eleanor Rigby Jun 2017
it's terribly humid
and this cigarette
is terribly harmful
this life is horrid
it's terribly horrid.

and i terribly die
each time
you kiss my forrid.


-- Eleanor
Marte Lindholm Oct 2016
Hello, my love
I miss you quite terribly
I am not okay but I will be fine
If you just stay here with me

I wasn't looking for love when I met you
But that was exactly what I found
A love so strong it never died
Even though we’re thousands of miles apart

When I see you I feel happy
When I see you I feel safe
You raise me up
Even when I am at my worst

Months without you was hell
But here you are
With me again
I will not let you go

One day we'll meet
And then you'll be mine
Don't leave me waiting too long
I belong in your life and you in mine

Don't you see
Others will never be the same
It is only you
It will always be you

Please give me another chance
Give us another shot
I promise you it will be good
I promise you it will be worth it

I dream about you every day and night
So please come here in my arms
And let me kiss your lips
And feel your presence

I don’t want to be sad
But without you I am
So please don’t go
I just want to be yours

I will tell you something my dear
And remember this forever
I have always loved you
And I always will
xmxrgxncy Feb 2016
Can't keep my eyes from melting
Those tears that they've been smelting
Because loneliness is pelting
Poor young, forsaken me

Can't keep my eyes from wondering
Why silence is now thundering
Between us and its sundering
Poor young forsaken me

Can't keep my eyes from missing
Those lips that I've been kissing
But now they keep on enlisting
Poor young forsaken me

Enlisting me to cry and
Enlisting me to try

Because if he's not here beside me
Then I might as well have
Died.
I haven't heard from him for a day and I'm just worried>.<
xmxrgxncy Jan 2016
Don't inconvenience yourself, please. I'm fine, really. Go about your business, nothing to see here.
Just a girl who feels like her ten mile relationship has become a thousand miles, uncrossable, uncontrollable.
Don't worry, no worries at all to be found here.

Just empty space.

That's all there has been for a while...

...and words can't fill it.
Eleanor Rigby Jun 2015
It is the summer
And the days,
The days,
They are horribly
Terribly
Long.

I miss you.


F.Z.**N
i Apr 2014
i am so terribly sorry for
breathing,
living,
existing,
**dying.

— The End —