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do you ever think about how
you could've walked
by your soulmate
your future love
and never knew it
just a stranger then
but soon enough
the love of your life
how strange that is
I used to think that without a partner
I wasn't whole
that I needed someone to complete me
what I didn't realize is that
I am 100% by myself and
a partner should also be 100%
200% combined
I am complete by myself
I don't need someone to make me whole
I am whole
a partner should be an addition
not a completion
I am whole by myself
I am complete
my old heart only beat for others
now it beats for me
I want to be the dandelion
growing in between the cracks
in the sidewalk
living in spite
of everything trying to
**** it
her sillage settled in my room
after she left
it brings back memories of
what we did that night
your lips pressed against mine
my hands on you soft skin
feeling the curves of your body
I was high on your touch
couldn't get enough
always needed more of you
now you're gone
and all I'm left with
are the memories
sillage: the degree to which a perfume's fragrance lingers in the air when worn
the sheer diaphanous veil
covered the bride's face
she was suppressing tears
not tears of joy
but of sadness
she had no choice in this marriage
forced to don the white lacey dress
slather on makeup
and walk down the aisle
and swear to marry a stranger
and obey his every command
diaphanous: (especially of fabric) light, delicate, and translucent
the birds chirp in the distance
the sun glows bright
in the cerulean sky
no clouds in sight
just sunshine
beating down on your skin
sweat trickles down your brow
a slight breeze
sways the grass
around your ankles
cerulean: deep blue in color like a clear sky
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