#relationshipgoals
If my heart could talk I know its first sentence,
"There is someone for me I am not that menace".
He will love me right for all those empty nights,
He will provide solutions for those meaningless fights.
We'll talk on calls and dance in streets,
His name will be scribbled on my sheets,
'Both love both care' kind of love I crave,
A relationship that is soft but still is brave.
I know it exists somewhere waiting for me,
For being the answers to his prayers and the key,
For his locked heart, closed and abandoned by all,
I will promise him to never let us fall.
When I meet him I'll pour in his heart,
All the love I saved for him from the start.
We will begin together a new chapter of our lives,
Hand in hand where forever thrives.
Oct 2, 2025
Oct 2, 2025 at 12:59 AM UTC
Oh yes, I deserve to be touched like a song —
The kind that hums warm beneath your skin,
Truly the kind of verse that lingers after it's gone,
Feelings like lips chasing honey, aching to begin.
I'll be a hundred miles out of breath; no ease —
Not to drift through love like life’s just a breeze,
But to feel the weight of it, strong and long —
Not to breeze through kisses like they don’t belong.
Let me find the centre of her hive, even if it stings —
I’ll wear the wounds for the sweetness it brings.
And I'll give buckets of love — _let her be my list,_
Filling up her day as a bucket list; every joy I’ve missed.
☐ To check myself daily — _am I still right for her?_
☐ To write emotional cheques that mirror her worth
☐ To admire her skin like diamonds, her hair like dusk
☐ To breathe in her scent — warm myrrh, not just musk
☐ To love her as one who's fully unmasked and just,
☐ To rise beside her in creation; like Adam from the dust
☐ To speak smooth words not to convince, but soothe
☐ To be her steady stillness, to be her rhythm, her truth
☐ To warm her up like tea after long, many loud days
☐ Then to spill the tea of our day, in the softest ways
☐ To hold her close where she can safely freefall
☐ And to keep my arms armed, but never build up walls
‘Cause everyone’s quick to think love peaks with *** —
But true touch starts when the soul, and another connects.
Where her rivers rush not from the waist, but from her heart,
And your love leaves graffiti on her walls, becoming fine art.
As you don’t paint over passion — _you trace, and extend,_
As you learn and value all of her curves, love and her bends.
To be a market of marvels; variety with depth in store —
So she aches with wonder for what's in store.
__She truly deserves more.__
Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 1:17 PM UTC
We danced in the moonlight, our footsteps a gentle hush
By the river's whisper, where shadows play and rush
I wore a mask of laughter, a disguise so bright
But you, my love, saw through the cracks, into the dark of night
You never wore a mask, your face a canvas of truth
A beauty so unflinching, it cut through my youth
I searched for solace in the hiding places of my heart
But you, my love, were the seeker, tearing us apart
For to you, love was a test, a game to be won
A prize to be claimed, a trophy to be shown
But I, my love, was the prize, the one to be sought
A mystery to be unraveled, a heart to be caught
In your eyes, I saw a glimmer of a love so true
But it was a fleeting moment, a spark that flew
For in the end, it was just a game, a play to amuse
Leaving me with just a whisper, a haunting muse
Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 1:48 PM UTC
Our souls crossed
And told the lies
We’d be together
But then the cries
Wailed from hearts
Breaking in denial
Who thought
They’d withstand the
Trial of
Time.
Turns out souls don’t wait
They dissipate
And leave the wreckage
Behind.
-L.Frost
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 7:57 PM UTC
Sudden dawns and piercing twilights,
I don't recall when I wake and when I go to sleep,
When I rise and when I fall,
Doesn't matter,
Because with you,
It feels as if time has stopped,
In one moment,
We're sitting on the beach looking at the sun rise,
And the next we're lying in the forest,
Gazing at the stars
...
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 9:10 AM UTC
Despite my desire
To not think about
You
The caged bird
Inside me
Still sings
-L.Frost
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 6:24 PM UTC
If love was time, I would stop it right here
To keep it from going forward, to keep it from going back
For tomorrow is uncertain and yesterday is already known
I will stick with what's in front of me
You and me alone
If love was the stars, I'll only look at one
To brighten when its day
To warm me up when its night
If love was you
I'll stop right there and fall for you
May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 12:13 AM UTC
I had a house so empty
once
it would sway in the wind
like a song you close
your eyes to
it had a space for each day
of the week
seven rooms all quietly waiting
for you
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 7:20 AM UTC
you can’t jar the lightning bug
for long before the light
becomes night again
the baby bird lost from the nest
can’t follow the chirps
and arm-flapping, you see
i could teach you to fly
yet
you will eventually
find ground
if it’s my flight you follow
i was never meant for the places
you perch
it was wonderful while it was
but, i could never stay
no matter
how much i flap my arms
Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 3:37 PM UTC
head over heels
hand over mouth
this sweet cruelty of love
beckoning blasts;
the bomb
that keeps burning
Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 10:03 AM UTC
You had me at friends, but I wanted you.
You had me at gaming, but I wanted you to be player two.
You had me at metal music, but I wanted us as a group.
You see, to you, we were just friends, but to me I knew what was to become.
Now look at us falling madly in love.
To you the distance kills us, but to me I see a testament of our growth.
To you it's hard, but to me it's you that drives me to achieve what we will be.
You feel alone, as do I, but we can never say goodbye. We hold on for dear life.
Because I know that one day you'll become my loving wife.
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 8:45 AM UTC
I look at you the same way people admire art;
your quirky ways captured both my eyes and my heart,
and still you are a masterpiece – beautiful and captivating,
and everything you say or do, I find most fascinating.
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
Your fingertips run along every inch of my skin,
evoking a kind of fiery passion from within;
close enough to feel the warmth of your breath and hear the sound of your gasp,
as our bodies entwine in desire and I am held within your grasp.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC
I crave you as though you’re a drug I’m addicted to,
and when I get a fix, adrenaline pumps through my veins, like it’s long overdue;
you intoxicate my soul to new levels every time you are around me,
the fierce love and fiery fervour you emanate sets me free.
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 12:55 PM UTC
We lay down on the grass, with one another we’re entwined
and my eyes look up at the midnight skies to where the stars are aligned;
but you only have eyes for me, and say the brightest stars are to be found in my eyes,
and the most beautiful constellations run through my veins rather than through the sky.
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 9:50 AM UTC
Don't forget
I am just a boy
Standing before a girl
Asking her to love him
Notting Hill Takes a flip
Reality made me Anna Scott
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 11:56 AM UTC
1:46 am
You wake up and roll over in bed
I ask you to light me a cigarette
but I fall back asleep before you can hand it to me
5:00 am
My alarm clock goes off
the ring is a recording of you screaming that we thought was hilarious
I pull on yesterday's pants and your hoodie
You kiss my wrist before I leave
5:30 am
I get back into bed before my mom realizes I was gone
Curl up in my own bed and go back to sleep
7:53 am
I'm already 2 minutes late for my first hour class
I take my medication before I leave
I kick myself for not taking the cigarette at 1:46 am
10:59 am
You text me three times during my math class,
the teacher hates me for it
"AL."
"Guess what."
"I brought you sandwiches from your favorite restaurant in town."
I love that you end every text with a period
11:20 am
You also brought me a *** brownie
12:30 pm
The brownie kicks in
I can't focus on the documentary about gentrification in India
All I can think about is how your hair looked like ****
I go to the bathroom so I can call you and tell you
You call me an *******
I almost tell you I love you before I hang up
But I bite my tongue
1:04 pm
I walk right out of my sixth hour class
in the middle of a lecture
Because everyone's acting like the fact that Rodion is mentally ill
somehow discredits his theories
And I know you read "Crime and Punishment" last year
and I want to know if you're an extraordinary man
1:22 pm
You get your sober friend Ryan to drive us to the theater
for a 2:10 showing of boss baby
you sit in the back seat with me
my eyes are glued to the way your fingers dance with the cigarette
I think you're the most beautiful person in the world
I think that I love you
1:25 pm
I think that the last person I thought those things about
convinced me I wasn't worth love.
And showed me just how cruel love can be
I don't know if I trust you
if I'm being honest.
2:04 pm
You buy me popcorn
and I buy your movie ticket
Somebody calls us ******* when we kiss in the lobby
Neither of us notice until Ryan points it out later
3:48 pm
Boss Baby's over
Neither of us notice because we're kissing
The theater is empty except for me, you, Ryan, and the employee
Ryan tells us we're gay
3:50 pm
By the time we get outside
We're yelling at each other
I'm telling you to stop talking **** about my friends
You're telling me to stop letting people push me around
I'm screaming a paragraph of information you should know
when you interrupt me with a kiss
Quick
Passionate
Beautiful
It only makes me angrier
Are you stupid?
This isn't a ******* romcom, Pete.
4:00 pm
We don't talk the rest of the car ride home
But we pass a cigarette between the two of us
and it's like we made up
5:13 pm
My friend Andrew picks me up
His car smells like ****
I don't say goodbye to you before I go
but I leave a lighter by your car keys
because I know you'll forget one if I don't.
5:57 pm
Andrew keeps picking up more and more people
He says we're "pre-gaming" for the party tonight
He lets me borrow hair product and cologne
Not so I can impress you, of course
Just so I can look good
6:00 pm
I suddenly realize
that out of 6 people in this car
I'm the only one with a ******
I ask to go to the party early
7:14 pm
I send you a text
"I'm here, motherbitch"
Bring me a hoodie. It's cold."
I almost tag "I love you" on the end
but I settle for
"P.S. you're gross and smell bad."
7:16 pm
You respond
"I'm bringing the blue one."
"Hope it'll cover up that ugly shirt you were wearing earlier."
We both know that it's your shirt
"P.S. you have weird leg hair."
"P.P.S. I think the Boss Baby qualifies as an extraordinary man, by Rodion's definition. He seems above the law. I dunno though. Think on it."
Sometimes I think you're a genius
8:37 pm
You're over an hour late
I'm cold
I yell at you the minute you step out of your car
You yell at me for being so selfish
I tell you to never say that about me again
You know that that's a touchy subject
9:22 pm
We haven't spoken since we got in that fight.
I've been drinking a little more than I should
10:10 pm
I gave one of your exes a lap dance
I wink at you over his shoulder
I want all of your attention,
your eyes glued to me.
I want you to forget the rest of the room exists
10:44 pm
I throw up in the bushes by your car
It's unlocked, so I lay down inside
I think about the look in your eyes,
half anger, half adoration.
I think about how I want to tell you that I love you.
I think about how the last person I said that to convinced me
that I don't deserve love.
I think that maybe she had a point.
12:16 am
I don't know when I fell asleep
but when I woke up,
you were sitting in the car next to me.
You aren't smoking, but you're playing with a match.
I think you look beautiful in this light,
just the flame from the match
and the odd shadows that come from inside the house.
You tell me we need to talk.
I tell you to grow a pair and talk to me when we're sober.
You remind me that we're rarely sober at the same time.
12:18 am
I tell you that I'm sorry I'm so mean to you.
You say you know that I don't mean it.
I tell you that I don't want to be another her.
I don't want to treat you the way my ex treated me
because you deserve better than that.
I tell you that you deserve better than me.
You give me an odd look but don't say anything.
I realize that your eyes aren't bloodshot.
12:31 am
I ask you to drive me to the high school
because I realize that I left my car there
earlier today when I decided to cut class.
As you drive
I realize that you never fixed your hair.
I realize that everything about you is messy
and that the bags under your eyes are just getting worse.
I also realize that I think you're the most beautiful person in the world.
12:40 am
When we got to the high school we didn't talk for awhile.
I didn't get out of the car.
You didn't ask me.
We don't look at each other for awhile
but our fingers keep brushing against each other.
I was supposed to be home 40 minutes ago.
12:41 am
You look at me and I realize what you're gonna say.
I can see it in your eyes.
"Al, I just want you to know..."
I know what happens next.
You're going to say that you love me
that you think I'm beautiful
that I'm your best friend
that you want to spend all your free time with me
that you think maybe you'd wanna marry me someday?
Ryan told me you've been telling him these things lately.
I look you in the eyes, trying to stop myself from crying.
"Seriously? Grow the **** up, Pete." I snap.
You don't say it.
12:42 am
I wish I was a better person.
I wish we'd met before she ****** me up.
I wish I could tell you I love you.
I wish you would stop laughing.
12:43 am
You kiss the inside of my wrist,
and I want to smack you but I don't.
Just before I leave your car,
I grow the **** up and look you in the eyes.
"I think you're the best thing that's ever happened to me."
You look shocked that I said something like that.
I know that you're an extraordinary man.
1:46 am
We're still in the high school parking lot.
I've given up on going home.
I haven't stopped apologizing for every ****** thing I've ever done.
You haven't stopped kissing each of my burnt fingertips in turn.
I ask you to light me a cigarette
but I fall asleep before you can hand it to me.
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 12:16 AM UTC
Call me a sucker.
Here it is again; you're sorry,
You're an *******
You'll never do it again,
You care, and you do love me.
These arguments fit your face so well.
Hair-twirling, the wet eyes that grab
Everything. Full lips parting and all
I can think about is pushing them back.
Soon I'll have my hands on your ribs,
And we'll both blow, and I'll fall to sleep
Like a grand piano from the 9th floor. Once
I crash I may dream that it's all okay. And you will shower, to wash all that good **** away.
Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC
She answered the door half naked and almost woke. As I closed the door behind me slowly, she attempted the route to her bed until I interrupted "Stop right there! Put your hands up and place them against the wall. You look dangerous and I'm about to frisk you". She surrendered.
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 5:39 AM UTC
Dear Babygirl,
I here try to right a poem
I may not do so well,
but imma try anyways because youre my girl.
The first time i met you in person,
My heart whispered to me,
“I know shes the one, just wait and youll see"❤
The moment you first kissed me,
i did not see that coming
"I told you i told you, Shes the one,…youll see.."❤
Your hand fit perfectly with my hand,
I held your hand with pride,
cuz i knew you were mine.
When i first looked into your eyes for the very first time….
id let you see yourself through my eyes, and youll see the beauty i saw within.
"Oh wow, i told you heart skips a beat Shes beautiful"❤
When i first danced with you,
i love how smooth u manage to move when i pulled u close and placed ur arms on my shoulders and neck,
its like you knew those few dance steps.
When we were in eachothers arms…
It felt as if i was home sick for so long….
that i finally got home…
"Im telling you again, shes the one, youll fall deeply in love with her, just wait and see” ❤
As midnight passed,
Oh how things began to happen
Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 8:09 PM UTC
Sweet little cuts across her bust babe
No one does it quite like you
Delicate blood drops down your back seat
No one does it better that's true
Give it to her softly tell me that you love me
I love to watch you when you do
Pass me that knife babe I'll do it the right way
Killing is fun for two
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 7:34 AM UTC