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 Aug 2015 Sue
Mel Little
1) when you tell him you love him and he says "thank you"
Says "I know"
Says absolutely nothing
Pretend like the cavity where your heart used to be isn't endlessly throbbing. Pretend like you don't crave the words, pretend like it doesn't hurt, pretend like you're not empty.
2) imagine, remember hearing him say the words back. Imagine, remember the way his lips feel pressed against yours. Imagine, remember the sound of his heart beating against your ear when he says your name. Imagine, remember the smell of him on your skin and clothes
3) when you see his family out in the town you can't leave, say hi. Smile, ask them about themselves. Hug his little sister. After 4 years, 3 months, 9 days (who's counting right) you've earned the right to be civil to them. You've earned the right to be friends with them.
4) after 4 years 3 months and 9 days, when you tell him you love him and he doesn't say anything... don't stop telling him you love him. Even though your heart belongs to him, even though the empty spaces in your chest hurt, tell him you love him again. Because maybe one day, he'll say it back.
This is meant to be spoken word, but I wanted to save it here before I figure out where to perform it.
 Aug 2015 Sue
Chris
Sweet love
 Aug 2015 Sue
Chris
~

French toast
kisses drizzle
upon me in
maple syrup
shimmers,
coating my
yearning lips
with the sweet
cinnamon butter
*love of you
Good morning beautiful
 Aug 2015 Sue
HelloPeople
Eyes
 Aug 2015 Sue
HelloPeople
Eyes of yours,
Eat up my hours
Each time I stare,
My lips begins to widen

It's like a drug
I can't stop taking
If I do,
My soul would suffer...from emptiness
 Jul 2015 Sue
Emily Jones
Your words were like nicotine
I drag through my lungs
Ash in my mouth
And stick to thoughts
Flicking out the embers of doubt
Burning away my worth
Filter gone yellow with poison
Creating dependence
Sick but addicting
 Jul 2015 Sue
Bela Matyas Feher
i have been there.
i have seen what lies on the other side
of this pain you feel,
and i know it may not seem
like it will ever end,
like it will ever heal,
and part of you really wants it to be gone,
and another part wants to hold onto it,
caught between agony and ecstasy,
and in the end -
you're just not certain what will happen
or where it will end up.
you want to know,
but you're afraid of the answer.
yes, i have been there, too,
and i have learned only one thing:
it is survivable,
and when you come out the other side,
you will be stronger than you ever imagined.
not sure what motivated this today, but It just feels like there is someone out there who needs to hear it.
 Jul 2015 Sue
Alice Baker
I often lie awake at night
To avoid seeing you in my dreams
Only to think about you constantly
Missing you
Is only half
Of the void I feel
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