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Samantha Louise Dec 2014
It's December, the cold weather is here.
I see ice blocks outside, and snow in the near.
It's Christmas time, Then New Years prime
2015 is a start of something fresh, brand new year.

Your dreams, are your reality.
You gotta believe in much more
  practicality and swag
new shoes and hand bags
Party tonight
Classy and bright

Let's throw a New Year's Party
Kiss some random cutie next to you
Midnight fever, mega ******
Jello Shots throughout the clock
To stay awake for New Year's Day
It starts today.

© 2014 Samantha Girouard-Holt
Hollow Bones Dec 2014
I never could remember your birthday.

but silly things like the actual date of your birthday never mattered

when I got you presents all year round.

You always knew the exact date of my birthday.

And i think that was the only thing you ever really knew about me.
Aspen Dec 2014
i didn't cry when my father
said he wasn't sure he loved
me anymore and i didn't cry
when my mother let him hit
me so hard i passed out
i didn't cry when my first ever
boyfriend broke my heart and
went after my best friend and i
didn't cry when they lasted so
much longer
i didn't cry when the cancer
stole my grandfather from me
and i didn't cry at the funeral
when everybody was asking
me how i felt
i didn't cry after all of those
boys took advantage of my
inability to fight back and i
didn't cry when they all told
everyone about it
but ******* it i could't stop
the tears fast enough when you
said you didn't love me anymore
Amy Blanchette Nov 2014
If I let this go, what will become of me?

Five long years and still I hurt

Afraid to trust

Not knowing where this new relationship will go.

Should I drop this wall?

No matter how hard it is to see you try and assure me I won't be hurt...

I don't believe you...

Only time will tell me for sure

Perhaps this is something I need to endure.


Please don't hurt me.

I may not make it through another heartbreak...

To give my all, my whole heart, to have it ripped out and tossed away like yesterday... I just won't make it through again..
I wonder if she thinks about me at all
I wonder if me being hesitant messed up my chances
Maybe she still wants me to make a move
I'll never know
Each day my heart grows
Wondering
Despite a relationship being present with her
I wonder if she still thinks about me
I may have came out too strong
With a decorated note two years ago
But I don't feel wrong
Just regretful
That I haven't made a move before you did with somebody else.
Real life story for me.
Maria Dash Nov 2014
Sweet rainy October , where we first met , you said you loved me and later you left , back on October you love me again , and **** I couldn't help to love you as well.

Night falls down , but I'm not scared , cause you're the one who illuminates.

Sofa and ****** up movies , starting to touch , smoking red Marlboro , intentions are on , holding on each other , our lips were so close , kiss me once under the October moon , shining brighter than the white full moon.

Winter will be here , knocking on our doors, the cold, and grey , long nights and short days , but I'm not afraid , cause you'll be there to warm my place.

Night falls down and once again , I wonder when will I see you again.

Sofa and ****** up movies , starting to touch , smoking red Marlboro , intentions are on , holding on each other , our lips were so close , kiss me once under the October moon , shining brighter than the white full moon.

And If you choose to stay , you know I'll always be there , or If you walk away , I'll wait till October again.
We met in October
The vacant space upon times ethereal shores
Has me asking if Odysseus has ever touched before ?

The waves lapping , swirling sands across my feet
Leaves me little gold that I might keep

The thistle and thorns woven into a crown to wear
Placed upon with such gentle care

The shores all rock and cliff so high
How can I just climb on by?

Moments are dark , the sea will free
Come follow to the ends with me

The Isle is small just temporal best
Back home from a ten year's quest

He wades the shores and falls to knees
She bends down to claim his ease

They embrace the winds of time
That binds them to the threads of mind
Jellyfish Nov 2014
The racket that shakes the room.
It's loud and irrational too.
You see happy and hear tears.
You can even feel the fear.
Everyone's excited,
For the upcoming years.
But this noise..
It's not calming,
Nor cheerful,
It's confused.
Chloe Nov 2014
I don't understand the word ‘love’ because
when I was 13 years old I was forced to believe in it as my brother shoved the wrong definition between my thighs.
Dameon Spencer Nov 2014
We hung out for the first time in years today.
Wow. It doesn't feel like years.
The only difference I noticed,
Was that you didn't touch me once.
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