#hopelesslove
If I could talk to you now
I would tell you
I’m OK.
I would tell you
That I took the best of us,
Cherished it
And carried it forward into my life.
If I could talk to you now
I would show you
The places you knew my eyes should drink,
The music you knew I’d love to feel,
The poems you knew were in my heart.
You left me
Polished stones of opportunity, smoothed and shining
Every gift cherished, caressed and
Held in my heart
Your legacy to me.
I wish I knew
...did you achieve your dreams?
The dreams we shared endlessly in those dark hours.
...did you find that love?
The one to hold you in the darkness, like I never could.
...did you keep my stones and
cherish them too?
I hope you kept the best of me too.
Endless words drip from my eyes,
Pouring out
unrestrained now.
Ours was a hopeless love, but it left
Poetry and music and words.
Pebbles.
If I could talk to you now
I would ask you
If you are flying now?
I’m still growing my wings
But I can feel them.
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 3:09 PM UTC
3 years I've stood waiting,
for him to come around
hoping, praying, crying
waiting for him.
3 years I've stood waiting,
looking at you from across the room
as others dance around our separate crowds
but the only person I see is you.
3 years I've stood waiting,
for you to open your eyes
but instead I know the truth
which leaves me breaking,
broken,
gone.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 11:41 PM UTC
Your eyes said yes
Your eyes said no
Should I wait
Or should I let go
Parting I cannot bear
'Cause you're to me dear
But then you don't care
And I'm in despair.
Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 6:39 PM UTC
I decided to take
all the hopeless love
that I have and
color my words with it.
I share it for other
hopeless romantics
like me.
Everyone seems to like
my colorful words
all about you.
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 4:05 PM UTC
We may be a tangent line
Meant to meet only once,
There is one thing i'm sure of tho
That moment I held your eyes with mine
I swear we were infinite
Leigh Herondale August 2015
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
I wonder why he always looks at me like I'm the world.
He stares at me like he's the sky looking down on the world he reigns over.
He looks down at me and I look up at him; my cloud.
Something I quite cant get a hold of; my cloud, coming and going as he wants and I just watch him go, knowing he is so much more than a little earth-dweller like me could ever obtain.
He could have the world, he watches down on me like I'm just that, and I wonder if a little earth-dweller like me could ever give him a little piece of it.
I'd give him a little piece of the world, but he is my world and I'd never take a piece of him unless he let me have it.
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 12:46 PM UTC