I like the way you look at me
when were joking and you pretend to be mad
I like the way we can laugh together
at the stupidest things

I like the way you look at me
when we kiss
I like the way you look at me
all i can feel in that moment is bliss

I like when our noses touch
and we cant see each other's eyes
sometimes you look like a spider
with one too many eyes

I like the way you look at me
when you're a little mad
i like they way you come back to me
when it looks like im a little bit sad

Time used to breathe, like us.
But then we turned it into sand
we turned it into a commodity,
something that can be spent, wasted, served
We shackle our wrists with it.

I wish sometimes that we can go back
to a time where time just is
where you can 'waste' a day
doing whatever makes you happy
and not feel ashamed.

i can't
do
the things that i want

this phone
it pulls
me in
and doesn't let go

so
i write
these poems instead

one day
ill find
the courage
to get out of my bed

Im sorry im not as great as you
Im sorry im not as as smart as you
Im sorry i dont watch that many movies
Im sorry that i get jealous

Im sorry im kind of slow
Im sorry i cant give as much as you bestow
Im sorry i dont say i love you
Im just scared

I know this isnt a transaction
but it still feels like im the lesser part of that non existent transaction

you know what to do and when to do it
you know how to say what you feel even though you say you're unsure.

i dont know how this works, its new and scary and embarrassing, and im scared you dont know that i would give anything
to be with you.

You remember every conversation every little thing i do
And my memory fails me and i dont know why the bracelet is brown and blue

Im sorry if it doesnt look like i love you
i really do, I love you.


im stressing man i dont know what to do

yeah so
i wanted to say sorry i didnt kiss you
but today you kissed me
and well that makes it easier for me too
so yeah

you're Not like the others

Everybody writes about
soft touches, and Gentle laughter
being nice and never Hurting a soul

but that's not You.
you Carve marks into my skin
and when you laugh, really Laugh
it isn't gentle its loud and Fun.

you're not Scared to say what bothers you
not scared to hurt if they hurt You.

but when we talk a Serious talk
I'm not scared, or anxious, or mad
i feel safe, acknowledged and Loved.

you're Not like the others, you're you
and to be honest, i Love you.


L

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I cant write poems
But i wrote this for you


-Alenx '24

So much to say
nothing to write
always thought i couldn't
maybe i was right

I started writing these so i can say what i want
and not care what people think
but now im still wondering
what people are thinking

nevermind ill just write