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Zanari Apr 28
She loves me, she loves me not.

That is the cycle life had adapted for me to ride, through day and night, then sunshine and rain.

It feels as if a sickening game, what is life daring for me to partake? A dangerous charade where both of us find ourselves staring out into nothing.
—the clock ticks once.. then twice... Not a third.


She looks at me with those eyes so that I cannot help but crave her embrace, it is wrong for me to be so.. selfish.
Must you look at me like that as while slipping you're hand into mine?

As the seasons begin to shift, a whole other cycle once again spirals much like that of an aimless soap opera plot.
Yearning, solemness, jealousy, then departure. Again.. and again...

I am filthy, but please... do not toss me away, you promised.. you promised that if I gave you my heart and soul, the world would be mine through you're eyes.

Yet only half.. of that deal had been transacted, I am now nothing but a robot without batteries.
I am scared..
I feel disgusted...

Just a minute longer within you're warmth before you go, he was right.
I should have stopped and glanced into the other direction that day, the day that you had looked at me the way that turns my stomach in knots now..

Will you be mine? My Valentine?
—no, I know that you love another.
But I can't... I cannot stop thinking of you.

I shall be you're precious doll if you ask me too, I will.. I will even set my heart ablaze so you can sleep without the loud beating of my heart beside you.


So why him? That boy who called you that 'girl in my math class'
He won't be good, just as the boy before him and so on..
I love you, I love you much more than I should..

That being the main reason of my despair, the borderline of why I am now sitting in a corner and slowly losing strands of my very hair.
So please.. please... Please.... See me the way I see you my dear.

I want to feel the warmth like those princess's within those fairytales, you're long hair seeping over my shoulders as I feel the embrace I so desperately desire.
Please...
That is all I ask of you...

Be mine, as I shall be yours my dearest..
Doomed wuhluhwuh ending for me ig...(⁠〃゚⁠3゚⁠〃⁠)
Anailen Apr 17
her
i need to drown in your scent
to be engulfed in your presence
to melt in your arms
and become one with you
For my girlfriend (i will probablynever show her). I was writting this and she texted me which I think isn't a coincidence. I wish I could do even the most mundane things with her. Wish people would just accept us as is.
ash Apr 16
Every day on this train station,
I stand and wait for confirmation.
She's standing on the other side,
and lets her hair out in a glide.

Shadows spilling on the platform,
wind is blowing in my face.
Number 23 incoming,
she is getting on the train.

And as I stand on this train station,
she turns around in confirmation.
The train doors close, I wave goodbye.
We'll see each other in no time.

The air feels nice, the station – empty,
next train is scheduled, one of many.
A windy summer afternoon,
it's cool, it's quiet, it goes too soon.
evangeline Apr 1
All roads lead to your curls
Have you read My Heart lately?
It’s the Hero’s Journey
And you, my Resurrection
evangeline Apr 5
Pour another glass
Love swallows the Milky Way
Quench me, Goddess says
evangeline Apr 5
I want the pulp of you
Your stringy white insides
I want the lattice of your creation  
To get stuck in my teeth
I want to savor every sliver of you  
The parts of you that need a warning
The versions left on the shelf
The bits of you that blend in with the fruit
But pack a punch
I want to relish in the chewy remnants of a skin you shed long ago
I want to peel back your orange shell
And taste the tender threads that hold you together
I want to drink your syrupy nectar
To gnaw away the sweet parts
Right down to the rind of you
And swallow the secret pomace of your heart
M Apr 10
loving a woman feels like poetry feels like the sunrise on the coldest night feels like warmth and pleasure from the divine it feels like softness like love like lust like being in love with your best of friends like closest connections like feeling the spirit of the divine feminine coursing through me all at once it makes me feel alive and the happiest to be me .
Zoe Apr 10
Sappho truly had it right when
She wrote Fragment 31
For my limbs ache with longing
My breath is cut short
And I am choked with the thought of you
Nausea grips my very being
My hands quiver
My voice shakes when I speak
I can not sleep for you fill my dreams
I can hardly eat
To swallow past the lump in my throat

You destroy me and you
Make me feel alive
they'll never like me back I just know it
Anailen Apr 8
i wish youd let me go
so id stop hurting you

i wish youd let me go
so you dont have to see me in pain

i wish youd let me go
so you could get better

i wish youd let me go
so i stop hurting us

i wish you stay
so we get better together
I'm tired of continuously hurting her, of us going through the same things but not talking to eachother. Most of all I just want her to hold me. To talk to me.
Abbie Apr 7
The look in your eyes,
The words say goodbye,
Your break it off with me.

I still love you,
I see your smile,
I hide my troubles,
And go to call you mine.

You told me you were happy,
And that you still loved me.
The **** in your head is too much for you to call me yours.
You say its not fair for me,
Its not fair that i cant be with the one i love,
Because i love you.

You say i did nothing wrong but i still wonder,
I wonder because i want to know what was wrong with us,
I need to know,
I need to know how to fix it,
If you’ll let me that is,
Because i love you,
I cant be with no other.

You may have moved on but i will never,
Because i love you.
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