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Leo Janowick Feb 2019
The perfect kiss....

So deep it takes your breath away

and you feel no need for air

the ecstasy of a kiss

is your oxygen,

as your heart beats faster

your lips are blissfully synchronized,

a burst of pleasure that only a kiss can give
Leo Janowick Feb 2019
Apparently, everyone is busy
  with their lives, and their problems;

So if someone is making an effort
  to make you smile...

....Appreciate it....
Leo Janowick Feb 2019
Self-love is very important. No one will ever be able to love you as you can. I'm not saying you have to be overly confident and conceited, but there's not a thing wrong about loving who you are.

Growing up, and even now, I've always been told I had to act and look a certain way. One day I was just thinking to myself, "hey, this may make everyone else happy, but what about my own happiness?" I didn't like how society wanted me to be, so I slowly began to go through a journey of self-discovery and eventually I slowly began to love myself. With a help of few of my friends and family, of course. You do n o t have to go through that alone.

Remember, find someone who will always here for any of you if you need to talk
Leo Janowick Feb 2019
I usually become a ghost
   to those who no longer deserve my time

I've never seen the point
  in explaining my absence
to someone who failed
  to appreciate my presence

You don't owe any explanations
  to those who hurt you....
Leo Janowick Feb 2019
Stay with those,
   who saw your sky grow dark
       and didn't walk away.....
Leo Janowick Feb 2019
Kindness is in the heart,
     and it's free to give....
Leo Janowick Feb 2019
I stood there silently, under the cold embrace of that rain,
and watched myself drown,
as all of that sadness soaked itself onto me,
It did not wash away my sorrows,
nor did it comfort me,
it just gave in to me, like a falling leaf gives in to the ground,
filling my chest with all the sorrows, of both tomorrow and yesterday,
it broke something in me, something i once cherished,
and without that torn self, i often ask myself, i wonder,
what's worse ??
To lose one's own self? or to lose one's own reason to live ....
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