#unkissed
i think it’s ‘cause
i’ve never had
a boy to call my own
no whispered names, no midnight texts
no ache i’ve ever known
maybe that’s why i can’t quite grasp
why beautiful girls stay
my little sister and dearest friends
when what they call “love”
turns dull and gray
he speaks in thorns
not petals soft
and yet they hold on tight.
is it fear of being all alone
or hope that he’ll make it right?
and here i am
untouched by blinding love
can only stand and see
how strange it is to love someone
when they bring you only harm.
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 10:45 PM UTC
You are nothing but a pretty face---
and for all the words birthed from your soft,
pouty,
supple,
unkissed sunkissed lips---
or the ones written down with your tiny,
\\\\ slanted / / / /
handwriting;
they are nothing but empty,
meaningless blatherskites.
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 6:43 PM UTC
A broken mirror
A bleeding fist
A silver blade against a wrist
Tears falling down to lips unkissed
Ignore her and she won't exist
She's not that kind you'll come to miss
Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 8:15 AM UTC