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Ashley Mar 2019
When I asked him for space I didn't want the sky
I only wanted a gap between him and I
When I asked for space I didn't mean forever

Space is what I was granted
But the space he gave was the sky
He didn't separate himself from me

He instead gave me love
A love I could not receive
A love that made me hide

A love that drove me far from him
A space was no longer what I needed
A separation between was what I seek

He was not the problem
His love was not wrong
But intern it was me who was in the wrong

The love that he wanted from me I couldn't feel
A love that he craved was not in my heart
I knew in that moment it was time for us to part

Space is such a funny thing
Space can mean so many things
How could one know the space that you mean
Ashley Mar 2019
When will it finally be me?
When will you stop looking at her and choose me?
Why is it always her and never me

Is it her natural dark hair
Or maybe her soft smile and kind heart
Or maybe just maybe there is something wrong with me

Maybe you see all the imperfections that I see
Maybe you can point out all my flaws
Most people can so why not you too?

Why did I have to fall for your stupid charm
Why did my heart smile when I saw you
When will I break this spell, you have on me

Is it wrong for me to still want you to hold me
Or am I just trying to comfort myself
Or am I just living out a lie in my mind

Most of the time I think I’m enough
Maybe to you I never will be
Maybe to you ill just be a memory
Ashley Mar 2019
When I look into your eyes all I can see is the reflection of her
Her blonde hair and blue eyes stare back at me
Locked in your gaze

How I long to be the reflection in your eyes
To be caught in your gaze
But can I really blame you
Her beauty is undeniable

If you were to look into me eyes you would see yourself
Dark brown hair and green eyes
I feel under your spell
Completely caught in your charm
Your captivating smile makes my heart melt

How is it that I want you when all you want is her
How is it that even though I see her in your eyes I'm defenseless

What does she have that I don't
Is it her light hair
Is it the way she laughs  
Is it her mesmerizing beauty

Or am I just not enough in your eyes
Am I too flawed
Am I too broken
Am I not pretty enough

Reflection is a tricky thing
Occasionally I can trick myself into thinking its my reflection I see in your eyes
That I am the one who catches your eye but that is just deception

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