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Bee Nov 2017
She pursed her lips,
To try to keep herself from smiling,
But of course,
Failing miserably.


She took in a sharp breath,
Holding in,
As an attempt to try to keep
Herself together.
But she couldn't.


She looked at him from across the room
And there he was,
Leaning forward on his knees,
Staring straight at her - unflinchingly.
Bee Nov 2017
She belongs to him,
There's darkness when she's away from him.
She belongs to him,
There's an emptiness inside when she's not with him.


She knows pain,
And this is not the same.
It isn't just simple hurt,
Or a feelings in her brain.
It's not only that without him she's lost,
It's that she's nothing without him.


She can't function without him,
His loving is all she has,
She won't last without him,
This is nothing like the past.


I don't think you understand,
She is nothing without him,
She means nothing without him.
She's guilty of hesitating to love him,
She holds herself back,
But perhaps it's all worth it in the end,
Since loving him only seems to be driving her insane.
Bee Nov 2017
Being afraid isn't easy,
She was scared of ******* it up.
What "it" was, she wasn't sure,
But it made her smile a little more.


She couldn't explain it, not that she should,
All the knew was she'd be better off without you.
The problem was she fell too quickly and was in too deep.
Every moment of her life, she waited for you,
When you finally came around,
She was scared 'cause you were a lot to bare.
And she was terrified you'd disappear into thin air.


Maybe she's better off not talking to you,
Perhaps ignoring you is a better option,
Being afraid is taking over her,
You'd think by now she would've learned.
Bee Nov 2017
It occurred to me
That I've loved you
For all
The wrong reasons.


I shouldn't have loved you
For your messy hair or hazel eyes.
Nor for the goofy smile
That gets bigger
Every time you're about to laugh.


I shouldn't love you
For the way
You pushed me to the side,
Just to catch me
And play Superman.


I should have loved you
For the great liar that you are.
Because every time you look at her,
I see me in your eyes.


It's funny how;
You were trying
To convince yourself that
I shouldn't matter.


But, instead of moving forward,
You went more backwards.
You confused yourself by who
You were pretending to be.


And now, you're full of deceit,
And you regret all the lies
You fed me.
Bee Nov 2017
Her
You know what hurts the most?
When he makes you feel special and loved,
And it turns out you're second served;
Meaning you're not as special as you thought,
There was someone else before hand.


There's also someone after you,
And maybe someone in between.
But he lied so many times
You're not sure what to believe.


I apologize for the damage
You said I caused and for everything
That's happened before that.
But now honestly speaking,
From the bottom of my heart,
If you're happy with her
Then, I'm happy for you.


IF she can give to you
What I never could,
If she can make  you smile,
Like I should.
Then let it be, I've let go
And I'm sure,
You'll be happy to hear
I've moved on.


I hope that this finds you well,
I wish you all the best.
Hoping you'll forgive me and
That we can at least be friends.
Bee Nov 2017
It is a fact that
We can't live
Without oxygen.



It is also a fact
That without gravity,
We'd be floating
All over the place.



Now it seems without you,
I can't breath
And I'm slowly dying.



And you, without me, are lost,
I see you lost but most of all, confused.
Like you can't focus,
As if you're floating away.
Bee Nov 2017
Out of all the roses I have seen
I've never seen one as beautiful as this one.
The brightest colour of them all
With a radiance that could light up
The darkest part of someone's soul.


Out of all the roses I have seen
This one stands out.
No thorns nor prickles.
It's as smooth as the sound of a loved ones voice;
Soothing, comforting, as if you've found your home.
A place where you belong.


Out of all the roses I have seen
I have never encountered one quite like this,
One that hasn't hurt me, one that I can call mine.
A rose I hold so dearly.
One that completes me.
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