i wanna put a thousand kisses on your neck
and then listen to your heartbeat through your chest
i wanna look into your bright eyes
and be looking into those same eyes for life
i wanna write you a million love notes
and then write you a million more
i wanna stay up late at night
and go look at the stars
then go home and fall asleep
cuddled up in your arms
i wanna let you know
youre all i ever need

and i always hoped thats the way it'd be.

he loves me back, guys.
Hannah Oct 4

to me he is human.
a tad more human than the rest of us
he is the sunrise i long to see
and the sunset i know so well
he is the first star i see at night
he is what i wish for upon that star
he is the song you never get turned off of hearing
or the place you go  that never seems to get dull
his voice sounds of adolescence and desire
his body as gentle as the ripples of the ocean at night
do i dare dip my toes in?
do i dare dip my toes in know the waves are coming
not knowing what lies beneath
he is so much like the ocean
so unknown
why do we love the ocean so much
is it because of its beauty
or because its one thing on this God forsaken plant we see so much of but really know nothing about  
is that why i love him
the wanting a curiosity of knowing what i see all the time
he is my breaking piont
you are the curly headed boy who broke me

i promised myself i wouldnt fall for anyone new
i wasnt supposed to love you,
no especially not you
but now i know you
now ive been with you
and i think its kinda obvious
loving you
is something i wanna do.

12:48 AM
the best thing to happen to me.

accidentally fell in love, purposely never planning to get up.

i never did get to show you the poetry i wrote about you,
i never did get to kiss you as many times as i wanted,
and if i knew our last kiss was going to be our last
id go back and give you 100 more.

i found poetry within the knots of your hair,
and i found comfort within the warmth of your lips,
and if i wouldve known us doing this would have caused all this chaos
i would still do it all again
because youre worth it

-you were always worth it

written about a boy who broke my heart by the ocean.

you loved me with every bit of your cocaine heart, and i guess i overdosed.

written about a childhood love.

Ever since I was little, I've said I want to travel the whole world. But now I've met you, and I no longer feel the need to see the whole world. For your eyes go deeper than any ocean, and your tongue tastes better than anything else the world has to offer; You yourself are a bunch of different little adventures.
Actually, I guess I do wanna see the whole world- my whole world.
And that is you.

i wrote this for a boy i love while he was having a suicidal episode one night.

time goes by so fast with you
one moment im wrapped in your arms, listening to your heart beat while playing with your beautiful blonde hair
then the next im home, alone, thinking about the next time i get to be with you
im so wrapped up in you.

-you're the one i've been waiting for.

as i talked about a boy i love, my mother said "youre so wrapped up in him." And it inspired this.
Feliz G Sep 20

Your song,

Can you hear it?

Your eyes,

A sparkle.

The melody of a twinkling star.

Your smile,

A shine.

The lyric of a moonlit river.

Your hair,

A softness.

The whisper in the wind.

Your song,

Can you hear it?

Oh Chelsea, dear Chelsea, will I be able to make you mine? A rebirth of a heartbreak, is what this is.
leyla Sep 14

cherry pits held in my cheek
blackberry juice stains on my teeth
sticky heat and the tartness of love
the golden honey glow of your peach fuzz
the taste of summer lingers on the tip of my tongue
august sun fills me up and i come undone

I would not say I love you. Those words always seem to catch halfway up my throat the way seaweed wraps around the pillars of a dock. Those three words are fleeting and have always seemed to fly with ocean drawn winds, traveling far out into sea - leaving a poor little me to wonder just how far those little words can travel before I can convince myself that they never existed.

I never meant to fall in love with you. I never meant to have feelings for a boy, or to smile at the thought of your bashful lips flirting with the idea of a quick-wit comment or rather a flickering flame. I never meant to see a boy in the mirror and wonder what it would be like to wake up every morning and seeing another boy standing just behind me in a bathrobe smiling. The smell of coffee grinds and burnt toast make me think of sunday mornings, wondering just how I fell in love with you.

I say love is accidental but it's no wonder it seems to happen so regularly like hurricanes during monsoon seasons or southern migrations of geese on september wings. I keep telling myself that it all started with the little things. It seems less frightening that way. It seems less intimidating that way, in the same fashion that seeing pictures of Everest make climbing the Himilayas seem achievable for a person like me, someone so uncertain.

I would say I love you, but you would know I'm lying. I might see you in the mirror every morning, but I see a astronomically stable star woman in my dreams. My body and mind may say it's meant for you now, but this love was never meant to stay, it is being drawn to someone else in longingly slow and soft lake-laughing waves.

If you close your eyes tight enough, little, big words, like 'love' become a little easier to say.

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