#hints
i thought maybe,
just maybe,
i was reading into it too much.
all the tiny hints
between the lines,
maybe i was insane
and this wasn't real.
but it was real.
and it still is.
because now you're my girlfriend.
i never read too much into it.
i was meant to read into it.
i wasn't ever insane or wrong.
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 8:19 AM UTC
maybe if you didn't give any hint
like that time you liked my new tint
and when you gave me my favorite mint
i just wish you didn't
maybe if you treated others the same
like how it's only me that can tame
your only light and burning flame
so that's how it became
maybe if you were careful
and kind of less of a fool
a little more truthful
just thinking, it's wishful
maybe if i wasn't naive
for like a child, i believed
that you would not leave
however, i was deceived
Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 9:59 PM UTC
stories are made for enchantment
our hearts are even meant
we hold hands
staring at each others eyes
and there's a spark
the hints of lies
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 10:42 AM UTC
The body sneers in hatred,
Girl, she is always hurting it,
Pulling it this way and that,
Cutting hair off like limbs,
Scratching marks into the functional skin,
Leaving the stomach empty for the cold to get in,
Pinching skin and chewing lips,
Girl makes the body look like a circus act,
A crudely drawn picture littered with cuts,
Face splotched with make up,
Girl is beautiful, the body can tell,
But Girl lies to herself,
And refuses to believe the truth in front of her,
Blandly pasted on her skin like a brand,
BEAUTIFUL, even the body can read it,
Scowling as the walls rumble in starvation,
Skin itches from melted candle wax,
And eyes burn from staring at the sun.
The sun is not as beautiful as Girl,
The body does not understand why she stares so long,
The only reason can be stupidity,
And Girl is not stupid,
No matter how many times she says she is,
The body knows the truth,
Sees the intelligence behind her eyes,
Curled despair around her wrists,
Trailing up her shoulders and through her hair,
Like searching hands,
The body can feel the phantom hands,
Scratching like pins on the skin,
Drawing blood with the ghostly presence,
The body does not remember the hands,
The body had healed from it.
Only Girl remembered,
And knew her reasoning,
For the flat torso and scratched skin.
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
He wanted you to captivate his body
I want you to captivate my mind
There's a contacting difference
I think you'll pick up on it
Hopefully you do
I want you to get my hints when they need to be discovered
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC
The suspense is killing me,
making me itch!
Thinking of what it could be,
I think I'm going mad!
Just one little word,
that's all I need!
Just one little word!
Give me a hint,
I need it please!
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC
In every kiss and breath and word
Is laced
A question.
Stitched carefully, delicately in.
Do you always love me?
(Every second, minute, hour?)
How long will you stay?
(Stay forever, janu,
But go if you're going.)
When will your ripe passion for me return?
(Not for my body, but for my heart,
My love.)
Never is there an answer.
Because its true.
Boys
Can't
Take
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC
i can't do this charade anymore
the pushing and pulling
never knowing which way to turn
thinking i'm right then turning out wrong
i don't know how to act anymore
how am i supposed to feel about you,
you drop hints but
all i do is misread them
i don't know what to say anymore
we never talked that much
but now it seems like we don't talk at all,
when we do we aren't alone
so tell me what to do
because
all i know is that i can't love you again
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 3:48 PM UTC