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626 · Jan 2015
I don't want to forget
Your laughter was more beautiful than any song
now I've forgotten it, and everything feels wrong
I'm slowly forgetting, the taste of your lips
and the exact perfect curve, of your beautiful hips,
Now we're just memories, I messed up and lost you
I've just got the memories, I can't lose those too.
620 · Mar 2014
What's special about her?
What's so special about her? That's hard to say
But she's not the sort of girl, you meet every day
Is it that her smile is like the sun's warm rays
or that when she speaks it sets my heart ablaze?
Is it the way that she sounds when she says my name?
Or that when she smiles and makes me do the same?
It's all of these things, and yet none at all
It's because she is perfect and in love I did fall
603 · Jun 2014
You stole my heart
You stole my notebook, but that's okay, you keep it
But there is something else I have to admit;

You've stolen my heart, and now it its yours
You stole it for good, as we were lying outdoors
You beautiful thief, you've stolen my heart
So now it's with you, when we are apart.

You stole my heart, but that's okay, you keep it
Because it's now yours forever, I have to admit.
603 · May 2016
The pale sun
As the pale sun sets, against an amber sky,
I sit here just watching, and wondering why,
whenever I sit here, I always find,
that no matter the evening, there's one ******* my mind,
and forever echoing throughout my head,
is her ever sweet voice, and the words that she's said.
But it matters not, that much I know,
though I wish things were different, it simply ain't so.
602 · Oct 2014
A dear, sweet angel
There's still never been a love as true
As this love, I still feel for you

I still look back fondly on all the good times we had
And I'm even more sorry, for every time I've made you sad

I wish I could hear, your **** voice,
or your soft, sweet touch, that made me rejoice

It seems there has finally come a day
When from you I have to stay away

I loved you months ago, and I love you still
And even with my last breath, I always will
601 · Apr 2016
It could be worse
She belongs in the poetry of someone else now,
I loved her so much, and yet lost her somehow.
So perhaps this could be it, an end to my verse,
for I've no longer muse, but hey, could be worse.
599 · Oct 2015
Every villain.
Every villain is a hero, in their own mind.
Every monster, is just normal, to their own kind.
The monster in the dungeon, well they live there.
But when I am who I am, you all stare.
To become a villain, I just did what was best,
then let you all know that, and you did the rest/
I was made the villain through your actions, not my own.
594 · Oct 2015
I miss it
I miss the way you said my name
I miss loving you and you feeling the same
I miss that loving, lustful look in your eyes
I miss how around how around time always flies
I miss how every moment with you made want a million more
I miss looking at you, you're the most beautiful thing I ever saw
I miss you, because I'm still in love
and you're still an angel, belonging above
I miss it more than ever
589 · Mar 2016
It feels like a lot
Well I won't say it's nothing, cause it feels like a lot,
but they're feelings for a girl, who I haven't even got,
and I hope your day's perfect, yes my dear, I do,
but nothing could be half as perfect as you.
588 · Jun 2017
A heavy heart
My heart sunk as I read the word,
the most painful of all I've ever heard,
I know you're gone, but don't know why,
it broke my heart when you said 'bye'.
584 · Feb 2014
Someone new
I'm different now, this much is true
but that hasn't changed my love for you
not that it matters, for you've got him
and he filled your heart, up to the brim.

But I'm different now, I'm someone new
and new me honestly doesn't haven't a clue
about where or not he is enough for you
and about where or not you could love me too.
584 · Jul 2016
You've gone away
What can I do? What can I say?
You're not replying, you've gone away.
I thought that maybe, you might care,
but those feelings you mentioned, weren't even there.
I only existed, to sate your lust,
and I am reminded, that all is dust.
I'd heard her voice every night since that first accidental evening of perfection. But now I'll never hear it again.
581 · Sep 2015
I thought it'd help
I'm here on the sand where I once pinned you down,
but I'm here with her, and I can't help but frown.
I though it'd help, burn the memory away,
but now I just really, miss that day,
and she doesn't know, she means nothing to me,
as I lie to her, it's just love she can see.
A picnic, on the sand, by the water, with a beautiful girl, why aren't I happy?
Hey there sweetheart, it's kinda been a while
and I was thinking that I kinda miss your smile
and how about another kiss?
as we talk about the times we miss
how about you stay another night
and I can try to make things right,
make it up to you and make your heart race
with the lies that hurt you in the first place
I could press you against the wall,
remind you of when we had it all
or we could go back to that park
steal some more kisses after dark,
or maybe I could tell the truth
that love's as real as the fountain of youth
578 · Feb 2015
Just being friends.
'It's the right thing to do'
doesn't make it hurt any less
I'm happy just being friends,
but it means my life's a mess.
578 · May 2016
Now and then.
Now and then I do remember,
way back to last December,
I held you close in the sunshine,
and kissed those lips when you were mine.
But oh so long has passed my dear,
and the future's ever drawing near,
the girl I look at and the girl I see,
isn't the one who meant so much to me.
But her words make smile, often far too much,
and I sometimes I find that I'm craving her touch.
So while yes it's true, you're different now,
I have more feelings for you than I should allow.
575 · Feb 2014
All because
My hearts torn apart
and I am caving in
and all because
of your love for him
574 · May 2014
Acrostic poems
I am starting to think acrostic poems ****
Because what starts with Z? The actual ****.
I remember walking with you, a year ago, on a night much like this one
Oh we kissed and we laughed and we had so much fun.
I remember walking with you, a year ago, on a night much like this one
Little did I know that I'd one day call you the one.
I remember walking with you, a year ago, on a night much like this one
I didn't expect you to become my light, my life, my sun.
I remember walking with you, a year ago, on a night much like this one
and I miss you now, that all's said and done
Because I remember walking with you, a year ago, on a night much like this one
571 · Jun 2017
Past tense
As I read the through words that I wrote,
I realise that most are untrue,
I realise that I was an idiot,
but dear god did I love you.

I loved you like Icarus loved his freedom,
so much that he touched the sun,
because you were all of my everything,
and I thought you were the one.

I loved you like Achilles loved Patroclus,
so much that your loss broke my soul,
and I dreamed of touch in my nightmares,
and the way that you made me feel whole.

I loved you like Dante loved Beatrice,
so much that he went through hell,
because ******* it I'd have done anything,
for you to have loved me as well.

But you're so far away,
and you love someone new,
so I have to pretend,
that I only loved you.
565 · Aug 2018
Coats.
A special place is held within my heart,
For that which has mattered since the start.

The first a jacket, of red and black,
And memories that take me back,
To when I wore two lapels and a hood,
And the days were long, and the nights were good.

But I traded that one, for a hoodie of grey,
That I still have, even to this day.
It seemed so calm, and cool, and still,
When life was not, and I had no skill.

Till overtop I wore the black,
That I still love, when I look back,
And I was smooth, and free, and bad,
In that fake leather that I had.

But the fake is gone, and trenchcoat's in,
But I started loosing, when I meant to win.
I liked that coat, it was brown and slim,
And is a link to accepting, being feminine.

But out with the old, and in with the new,
It's black again, like the old times too.
But who wears this coat, I know it's me,
But who is this coat, going to be?
I've worn five very different coats, as five very different 'me's.
I remember very well which me wore which coat, and when I changed them.
564 · Apr 2014
This way got me you
I find it so funny the way you can't see
How perfect you are, so perfect to me
But I find it so sad that you don't believe
That I'll love you always, and I'll never leave
And then I remember all that I've done
Maybe that's why you don't think I'm the one
But even if I had the chance redo it all
I wouldn't change anything, no matter how small
Because as bad as it was, this way got me you
So why on earth, would I want a redo?
This poem changed direction really quickly and it wasn't supposed to
Tonight she saw the marks
My wrist's burning red arcs
and when she asked why they were there
she caught my defenses, open and bare
I almost told her of the reasons why
but instead I let out a sigh
My lips grazing, her soft warm cheek
as round her waist, my arms did sneak
burying questions with one more kiss
silencing thoughts, with a moment of bliss
562 · Apr 2019
A finished puzzle.
The final piece was set into place,
And I dream no longer of that face,
The puzzle is done and I get it now,
What was done, and why, and how.

Back in the box, the puzzle goes,
And what it was, well no-one knows,
It took me years but I found the piece,
That finally let me be at peace.
561 · Jan 2015
If you read these words
If you read these words and they are my last
please remember all the poems, that have come to pass
remember each smile, each tear and each word
and even remember the ones you heard
what a way to end it all
what a way for the mighty to fall.
Goodbye dear poetry, goodbye my life
and most importantly goodbye strife.
One more little sleep till the big one. One more night of suffering till peace.
558 · Jan 2015
An Eclipse
I was trying to compare your eyes to the beauty of an eclipse,
but somewhere along the line I was distracted by your lips .
Perfectly formed and beautifully red
The image of them bouncing round my head.
But it's not an image I want to forget
So I'll keep thinking of them for a while yet
A very old poem...
557 · May 2016
I'm still trying to
I want to write the kind of poem,
that you my dear deserve,
for I've an idea within my mind,
and a purpose for it to serve.
But how can I write
of one so perfect as you?
Yet though I've scrapped a thousand poems,
I'm still trying to.
555 · Oct 2014
I'm fine
I'm fine, thank you for asking
Pain's something, I'm good at masking
Except you didn't ask, 'cause you don't care
And I shouldn't be surprised, to be fair.
I messed up, and I'm worthless now
And I'm hurting more, than I should allow.
But I'm fine, thank you for inquiring
Why would I be hurt, by what's transpiring?

Despite all the times, you said 'I love you'
If you heard my name, you'd reply 'who?'
Now our love, doesn't mean a thing
You've forgotten the times, you made my heart sing
You didn't even say goodbye
Because I'm not worth, another try

Thinking back to all the times I made you blush
I can't figure out why I wasn't good enough
What is it you think, I somehow lack?
That stops you from wanting to love me back.

Nah, I'm fine, I'm really okay
For as much as you care, anyway
I remember when I first showed you this, a long time ago. And you told me you were never going to say goodbye, because you never could.
553 · Mar 2014
The Voices
The voices echo round my head
Remind me why, I want to be dead
But they are silenced by, your beautiful voice
your sweet, kind words made me rejoice

But you aren't here now and they're louder than ever
Telling me to end this, now and forever
But as they yell and rage on inside my head
I think of you and why I don't to be dead

Because every moment with you is worth hours of pain
and if I've nothing to lose, then I've so much to gain
I don't care how much the voices are right
There's nothing I want more than one more night
...with you
553 · Oct 2015
Such a long year
Such a long year, since I last tasted your lips,
and over your skin, traced my fingertips.
Such a long year, since that day in your room,
a day you've forgotten, or so I assume.
But a day of perfection, of laughter of smiles,
and of you and your sister, putting my hair in odd styles.
The last day where I pinned, you down on your floor,
the last day spent constantly, closing your door,
the last day I had you all to myself,
before my emotions, I was forced to shelf.
It's a day you've forgotten, just as you should,
but a day I'll remember, as I knew that I would.
I miss your lips, but you're happier now
553 · Feb 2015
The death of poetry
Because there aren't any words any more, not for you and not from me
Because I don't feel a thing any more, and it's no-one's fault you see
But actually I tell a lie, because these words will never end
But what's changing now, is the person to whom I'll send,
each long winded poem and handwritten note
each perfect kiss and each misused quote.
Just a glimpse, from afar
of a perfect shinning star
and now my heart, it starts to sing
these poems in my ears they ring.
Of love, of life, of hate, of war
passion, triumph and so much more,
and to think I thought these words were gone,
thankfully I'll keep going on
till I draw my final breath
writing poems unto my death.
550 · Jun 2016
Dear best friend.
What do you want? What am I meant to say?
Nothing will ever, change this anyway.
You won't let me die, but please stop checking in,
I'll tell you what's wrong when I know where to begin.
The darkness closes on all of my life,
I've accepted that I deserve all this strife,
but she is gone, and all my friends are too,
the only person still checking, on me is you,
and one day you'll stop, and I'll be free,
and after that day, the world won't miss me
550 · Oct 2015
Starting some poems
Starting some poems, that I then quickly scrap,
because though I feel happy, I suspect it's a trap.
So I can't write, not for any muse,
'cause I can't find the words I want to use.
Sorry for staying, and for feeling this way,
sorry for going and not talking today.
I don't understand I'm just so confused,
holding my heart, all tattered and bruised,
what is it I want? What is I need?
Just give some advice that I can heed.
Because silence is brutal, but talking makes me feel,
and I keep reopening wounds that just won't heal
I don't know how I feel, so I can't write it down.
548 · May 2015
An explanation
I'd pretended for so long,
that I'd forgotten it was real.
So when things started to go wrong,
I didn't know what to feel.
I slowly slipped away from you.
then blamed you when you left.
I lost myself in feeling blue
and forgot about your theft.
I was so sure I had forever,
that I'd forgotten about right now.
Now I know I wasn't clever,
because I let you forget how;
You were my muse,
and I loved you so.
Now I write like this as if it's news,
but I messed up long ago.
I finally understand
but took me far too long.
The time's no longer at hand,
and I was far too wrong.
547 · Jan 2016
Night
Goodnight little angel, so far away,
and know in my dreams, you always stay.
Good-morning my love, I hope dreamed sweet,
my love for you burns, with an undying heat.
I'll sleep now my dear, but you're in my heart
as you have been ever since, the very very start.
545 · Sep 2016
The girl of my dreams
I still dream about your laughter
Yeah I dreamt of you last night
In my dream I knew you loved me
As you stood there all in white.
539 · Mar 2016
I love how you blush
What I expected, was certainly not this,
you're stirring up feelings, that I can't dismiss,
You cute, and you're funny, and a whole lot of fun,
and it made my heart flutter, when you laughed at my pun,
and I know that I shouldn't, but perhaps I've a crush,
so I'll conclude with just this, I love how you blush.
538 · Oct 2015
For that reason alone
Your eyes still know me, but do your lips?
Do you remember how it felt, to have my hand round your hips?
I know you remember who I was, but do you know how you felt?
Do you remember the way I made your heart melt?
Do your hands remember mine, like mine remember yours?
Do you remember how I laughed, when we were sitting outdoors?

I don't think you do, I think you forgot,
and for that reason alone, I envy you a lot.
538 · Apr 2015
Sorry Cutie
I had the words, but I forgot.
Lately that's happened a lot.
I don't see the point in writing,
You got bored, I should be done fighting.
But I'm not and I know it too,
the only one who doesn't, seems to be you.
531 · Sep 2015
Cosmic Irony.
I bet you think you're really funny,
when you make me sad while outside it is sunny.
I bet you love it that my pain,
goes away, when I'm in the rain.
I bet you love to laugh at the change,
just when my life starts to arrange.
I give up, and I let her go,
only then do feelings show.
Only once, I've found another,
do you point out, I don't want the other.
Cosmic Irony, oh laughing gods,
a good plot twist, what are the odds?
Whenever things make sense, the world throws me a curveball, but that's what makes it fun.
530 · May 2015
Endless possibilities
Endless possibilities, I won't be controlled,
no such thing as fate, don't trust the lies I've been told.
Mind over matter I'll get what I want,
destroy destiny and it leave so gaunt.
I won't bow to the whim of the past,
I'll make my own future, forever to last.
529 · Nov 2015
I stayed up too long.
Sorry, I stayed up too long,
and in my heart I felt a song,
about your beauty, and your grace,
they way you smile, and make my heart race.

But I'm sorry, I just stayed up too long,
even now, I know writing this is wrong.
527 · Oct 2014
Sometimes, somethings
Sometimes you know something is going to hurt, but you do it anyway. Because some things are worth being hurt for.
527 · Jan 2015
My greatest enemy, myself.
I'm drinking amongst the veterans
of this endless hellish war
I kind of almost envy those
ending problems knee deep in gore
My problems can't be ended
with falling axes or swinging swords
Because I've been in my share of fights
and won great many awards
But all of that is worthless when
my enemy is myself
So I just bottle up emotions,
leave them sitting on the shelf.
I love you, I love your laughter and I love your smile
just thinking of them cheers me up for a while
Oh sure you call stupid, then hit me with your books
But that only makes you perfect, regardless how it looks.
I love the look of your hair when it catches the sun
Just another reason why you're the only one
Then there's your eyes so perfect and beaut'ful
Their intense stare and the attention that they pull
I love it how I just can't stop thinking 'bout you
I love us talking makes things seem better too
I feel so comf'table telling you things
And you are my muse and so my heart sings
Talking to you's so much better than sleeping
And as I'm sure you know without you I'd be weeping
When I hear 'perfect' you spring to my mind
'Cause you're the only girl who is and you're one of a kind
I love how you call me Ade or even say my name
Girl you know I love and I know you feel same.
My poems about you, they got a much more lighter tone.
Compared to my old ones which now seem kind of drone.
Oh and when you read them, and you say that there good
Well lets just say it make me happier than it should.
I just feel so amazing every time I make you blush
And every time you do I get bit more of a crush
And when you get butterflies fluttering round inside
or when I've cheered you up, it fills me with such pride.
I love the way you make me think, I love how your lips taste
I love it how it feels, my arms wrapped round your waist.
I just feel so amazing, whenever we are close
They say love's a drug, well I've had an overdose
It's great that I can write of you, but I like the times I can't
You're so very perfect that there's no words I can supplant
You're perfect beyond words and distracting beyond measure
But you're a great distraction and it's always such a pleasure.
and I really love those times when I'm up till way past two
doing nothing all the while, except thinking about you.
Everything about you's interesting and you could never bore me
Regardless of if I understand or if I can really see.
You're the centre of the universe, the most important thing in life
The one thing that makes it worth every bit of strife.
Whenever ever I'm around you, the voices they are gone
Their endless dark is over and now it's time for dawn
Cause you are perfect in everything you say
I love you and wouldn't want life any other way
I could never tell you just how 'mazing you make me feel
Lets just say it's the one the feeling that I think's ideal
I don't think I've told you this enough so I'll say it yet again
You're so amazingly perfect that it's driving me insane
And whilst you've got all this, there is so much that I lack.
And so I'm quite amazed that you love me back.
I wrote this a while ago, back when I had the most amazing girl ever, funny isn't it, how she now doubts if I love her.
522 · Mar 2014
A night long gone
A soft, sweet laugh, a moment enjoyed,
a half hidden smile, people to avoid,
a moment of tenderness, of love unchecked,
a night long gone, but it was still perfect.
Here I am, king of thieves,
she's out there, queen of the seas
but there is something I'll admit,
as all lord-like here I sit,
I miss the days so full of wonder,
risking being torn asunder,
just to adventure with the girl,
who makes my happy enough to twirl.
I want to quest and to explore,
with that girl that I adore,
her hair in the sun's great light,
or stolen kisses by moonlight,
what an adventure that would be,
if it were only you and me.
519 · Mar 2016
A dear sweet muse
A dear sweet muse, I've found again,
in the summery sun, not the cold dark rain,
she makes me laugh, she makes me smile,
she's had me writing, for a while.
519 · Mar 2016
Those few perfect days
I'm not gonna lie, my dear I wanted more,
but it seems forever's not what life had in store.
No it seems for us, there was so little time,
just those few perfect days on which you were mine.
518 · Feb 2015
It didn't mean a thing
I bite my lip, and I try not to cry
I'll blame it on there being, something in my eye
Because I haven't seen you in the longest time
and the girl in picture's not the one who used to make me rhyme
Her eyes are too dull and her hair is too dark
she's not the same girl I kissed in that park,
She grew up, she moved on and she's happy now
and I'm here thinking and I'm wondering how.
She said she'd love me forever but it didn't work out
so why is she still the one I'm dreaming about?
I'm not meant to miss a girl who doesn't even care
but with her I could've been happy anywhere
months come and months go and I'm still all alone
still sitting here reading all her texts on my phone
how did I let this happen when the one thing I knew
was that is that I would always, always. always love you
It didn't mean a thing, so why does it hurt?
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