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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.
Maddie Kramer Nov 2014
1st month:
                  you laughed at all my jokes and kissed me gently. you seemed        to live for every word i said and gave me all of your attention.

6th month:
                   you held me like i thought only you could. you started to kiss me harder and tell me stories of your past, and you would laugh at them and i wouldnt discover why they were so funny to you. i gave you all of my attention.

1st year:
               i recycled the same jokes and you pretended not to notice and would chuckle. you hands traveled up my shirt and i pretended not to notice as you would unzip my jeans and wink. it was a big game to you and i gave you all of me.

1 year 6 months:
             you cheated on me and i still let you play me like the sudoku games you loved so much. i stayed with you because i was so dependent and i pretended not to notice that when you kissed me it didnt mean anything anymore, and i gave you all that was left of the shell of me.

2nd year:
              i broke up with you because she gave you more than i could. you told her all your stories and she understood why it was funny. she used my jokes and you laughed. i had given you all of me and didnt have anything left more myself.
and im nothing like myself anymore
It takes many a year to become an overnight success!
Indulgence in a glass snake of Pinot Griego
Dancing the night away on the rooftops of London,
My dress torn from the wind
And your face streaked with rain.
The warmth, internal joy
A false happiness blossoming from alcohol and music.
Explosions of light that I jump to,
Falling into your strong arms
That keep me grounded.
My lips pressed to a cigarette,
Smoke curling into my nostrils as I wheezed and you laughed.
I remember what you told me,
"Suicide never tasted so good."
And me, in a drunken haze:
"Tastes like death's doorstep, my love."
And so we danced the night away
To the tune of New Years Eve
Smoking cigarettes in the rain
Bringing our old habits
Into the New Year.
Hannah Nov 2014
I have always loved
the seemingly insignificant wrinkles
near someone’s eyes
the tiny lines
etched through skin
carving out lakes
and canyons of memories
filled with happiness
and laughter
water droplets
forming a canyon
from years of joyous tears
trails created
by a runner,
wonderful runner’s high,
adrenaline coursing through
his body
blazing trails
through the tiny lines
engraved like an epitaph
on a gravestone
reading:
her laugh was
and always will be
her most beautiful feature
laid upon her well worn face;
the unmistakable imprint
of a life filled with joy
Hello Margaret , it's been thirty years now to the day .
Gee I would like to ask how you are but that seems silly now anyway.
Hard to believe it's been thirty years to the exact day .
Thirty years since you took your life away .

Angel is all grown up now with two children of her own and another on the way .
When I asked her if she wanted to come she looked down and said , "Tell her I love her ."
It still bothers her unfortunately .

Me ? Well I grieved for years and finally crawled out of my hole . I met Ann and she has made me whole .
You know I love her as much as I loved you . It's just another kind of love , different than the love I had for you .
She's waiting over there inside the car . She understands how I feel and will always be that way . We have children now , two of our own . I think you would love them if it were left to God alone .

But it's not about me that brings me here today . I just had to see you and just wanted to say that I still love you and will never change my way . And for some strange reason I thought I would hear you say you feel the same way too ,
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