Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
  Nov 2017 Abbigail
Haruhi
There is no time I wouldn't think about you
Your sweet smile that always turns my knees  into jelly
Your eyes that speak plenty of feelings
and your lips that tastes like a candy i never tasted before
I miss you
I miss the feeling of loving you
I miss the little things about you
I miss your touch
I miss your sweet gestures
I still love you
even though it hurts so much
i miss you so much. please come back to me.
  Sep 2017 Abbigail
g
we are the wild youth.

with lungs full of ocean water and ribs stained red with sunsets and roses

we have lilacs and honey dripping from our frozen fingertips

with watermelon smiles and candle wax eyes, we pull at our star dusted skin

and howl to the moon.

and with heads full of midnight and our veins swimming in twilight,

we dream our big dreams and pull down the stars, begging for our wishes to

come true
thank you for the daily! im so thankful and in awe of all the lovely feedback, i cant thank you all enough
  Sep 2017 Abbigail
Gaby Comprés
when they tell you
"go look for love,"
look for it first
inside you.
it will be
(most certainly)
knocking at the door of your heart.
(your heartbeat.)
let it in.
it will run through every room inside
moving things around
untangling the messes you've made
making room.
it will change you.
you might not recognize yourself.
it will bring light to your eyes,
brighten your smile,
redden your cheeks.
it will teach you to make art.
to sing and write poetry and dabble in painting.
it will teach you to like you,
to love you,
the wonder that you are.
you'll know what love looks like
now that it's inside you.
Abbigail Sep 2017
I was afraid of leaving because of all the pieces of me I would leave behind.
but that was the best part.
I left pieces behind so I could be filled with better ones.
Abbigail Aug 2017
why pack up and leave?
why fly across the ocean or skip a few states?
whether you are 300 miles away or 3,000,000 miles away, you'll still think of them.
Abbigail Jul 2017
I blamed myself.
I felt as if " I wasn't enough." became written all over my body.
I had to bend over backwards and readjust the mirror to look and see myself as someone capable of being loved and loving in return.
I am enough, I'm more than enough, in everything, I was made to be me and more.
I have it all, so do you.
We have everything and more.
It's not about who fills us up or makes our heart skip a beat, we do that to ourselves.
Its about who can be beside us and accept that we are more than enough for them and we are willing to love without an end.
Next page