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Tahlia-rayne Jul 2019
I lost my best friend recently
It's been months and I can't think of it without the pain in my chest becoming too loud to think over
He was only here for a small part of my life but I was all he knew
A pet became family and a protecter and someone that will stick with me for the rest of my life
I should have spoiled him more
Taken the time even on bad days to give him attention
Did I appreciate him enough?  
He loved me unconditionally despite all my flaws and I wish I had that back every day
I love you and will never forget you
Took a lot for me to write this
I didn't get to see you go so this is my goodbye
purple heart May 2019
now
now, I feel alive.
not because someone walked in, whom I love now.
but 'cause I found myself, who i can love now.
unconditionally, for the rest of my life.
love for yourself, is the most precious one.
Penelopejayde Mar 2019
I loved her,
Growing up together,
But the separation of tertiary education,
I became more selfish,
I saw you were hurt,
Majorly hurt,
I hurt also,
But it was you,
And I had to withdraw myself,
Away from you,
I didn’t understand you see,
I was being selfish to survive,
To live another day to be selfish
And to be able to be in your aura,
Even though I knew you were hurting
I needed to get better before
So I could just see you
In all that is a strong light.
But you were hurting and I didn’t do anything,
I selfishly sustained my desire over you to only see you later.
We are still friends, but I’m still finding my words to tell them. Should I tell them? And if I did would my heart understand something my brain tried too. WIP - will probably edit
I’m so aroused
By the love of yours.
The love which makes me elated
Every single day I witness you.

I’ve kept you in my heart,
Incessantly.
I visualise you in my dreams
As if I’ve endured every bit of it.

No matter how distant or adjacent
You’re to me.
I’ll always be the one
Loving you insanely and unconditionally.
I’m aroused by your love!
Little puppet was made
Like a fairy angel in shade
She was dressed in pink
And so was named Rosy in ink
Lime was her taste
Ants were her mates
Littering was her weakness
Loitering was her meanness
Eyes are red with blue *****
Life are blue with red falls
Ocean chiseled her heart
And purgation baked her to frost.
Now time has come for her
To let go off what is not hers.
But still the sculpture is busy
And her emotion is again in fussy.
f Aug 2018
we all enter this world
so loved
and so broken
i promise to love
unconditionally
and heal the broken parts
8 - 9 - 17
Kewayne Wadley Apr 2018
We stand firm.
Striving to become the light that shines another day.
We hold true to that sense of warmth.
Through the wind we may stumble.
But we regain our footing.
Finding that our strength lies in each other.
A place where it'll never grow stale, or lose taste.
I rarely say it.
But I miss you, kneeling before I pray.
We stand firm not because of what we can see, touch, or feel.
You are the day I look most forward to.
We stand firm because you've given me something which I can believe in.
Unconditionally
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