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May 2017 · 765
a love story
vivianne May 2017
the first boy that kissed me
called me a **** and that is something
i will never forget

"fine, you win.  i'm done arguing with you about this"

it wasn't an argument.  

you just called me a **** and couldn't figure out
why i was upset.
May 2017 · 378
i am quiet again
vivianne May 2017
how long will i sit
on the shower floor waiting
to be washed clean of the memories

suddenly things are so different
it seems like they've changed changed
overnight
oh, they did

the sun went down and by the time
it came up, you wanted
nothing to do with me

oh sweet memories
i danced on you care under the moon
you said, "i love you"

you spoke too soon.
vivianne May 2017
you didn't want to say goodbye so you left me
no words, only a message to the world
because you knew that you were falling in love with me
and your childish heart couldn't handle the feeling
you called me a ***** because i wouldn't **** you ****
but you are the ***** for walking out the way you did
but you'll come back
vivianne Aug 2016
you used to look at me
like all the stars
were secrets locked in my heart
you used to look at me
as if the sun slept in my bed
and the moon woke us up
you used to look at me
like even when i messed up
it was beautiful, and faultless
and these nights spent with you
were elaborate and endearing
and being with you was like a spell
or a hidden track on an album
your voice whispered to me in the warm wind
but summer is coming to a close
and those longing looks of love
and glances and winks of infatuation
are fading

she's not here, but she's all you can think about
and you say her name like it's a charm
and look away from me because you know
it's a poison
she's not here, but she's all that matters now
and suddenly,
everything is different
i don't have the stars locked away
their twinkling lights are not out of reach
suddenly i am a second option
i was your appetizer and never your real love
i will never be your real love
so i'll say goodbye to this affair and walk away
a completely changed person
and suddenly everything is different
i never even felt the same about this boy and now he decides he can leave me all alone and make me feel like i was never anything special.
Nov 2015 · 4.4k
is that weird?
vivianne Nov 2015
is it weird that i still think about you
is it strange that your car is the scariest place i've ever been
but the only place i want to be right now
are you a real person
are you a figure of my imagination
is it weird that i feel close to you
but we never speak
not like we used to
not anymore
is that weird
freaking out, like always, also follow me on Instagram: @/vivianneflora
Nov 2015 · 567
without you
vivianne Nov 2015
breath is stolen from my lungs
the sounds of your steps
beating on the pavement
walking away from me
but your intoxicating love was just enough
enough to make me hot
but never burn me
without you i am lost
being alone is not what i am accustomed to
now it is my life
without you
this *****
vivianne Oct 2015
its been a long time since I've seen him
over a year
but it feels like just yesterday
i was sitting in that mustang
driving to fast
thinking i was going to die
and then he grabbed my thigh
looked me in the eye
and asked
are you scared?
but i wouldn't dare tell the truth
i looked back and said
no, not with you

your red hair tangled in my hands
your blue eyes glued on me

september
i hate friday nights all alone
Oct 2015 · 521
the poison that is romance
vivianne Oct 2015
sweeter words
ne'er did
so much
damage
i don't know why i believed you
Oct 2015 · 514
d r e a m y
vivianne Oct 2015
i'm so
d r e a m y
when i'm with you
everything is glowing
everything is bright
d r e a m y
i'm so
i don't normally do the shape thing but i don't know i was feeling it
Oct 2015 · 727
gold
vivianne Oct 2015
gold lights light the city
the softness in the curves of your face
remind me of the security in innocence
you take a flower off a tree
dangling right above your gold head
and you put it in my hair
gently as if everything were made of glass
when the petals are in my hair
you call me angel
i take your hand in mine
you kiss me on the forehead
i feel like gold when i am with you
i feel like you, and you are my treasure
you are gold
i am so obsessed lately
Oct 2015 · 913
mountain
vivianne Oct 2015
lets go to our home in the hills
the mountains we love
lets hold hands through the valley
and sleep together in the trees
pick flowers for me on our way up
tell me you love me when the sunsets
and at the end of our journey
our journey to the home we've created
the place where we'll stay
tell me you'll never leave me
Sep 2015 · 1.1k
did you tell her that?
vivianne Sep 2015
i want to stop being angry
but i saw how you looked at her
i want to stop being angry
but i saw how you kept looking at her
i want to stop being angry
but you haven't talked to me since last may
when the sun was beating down
and the grass was too green
and you held my hand
and i broke your heart
but you swore we were still friends
because i was more than a girlfriend to you

i want to stop being angry
but nobody looks at me the way you look at her
not even you
and you said you loved me
did you tell her that?
Sep 2015 · 345
Untitled
vivianne Sep 2015
i am sad
and i've been sad
all weekend
                                  i am exhausted
                                  and i've been exhausted
                                  since i started this thing
i am sad
and i've been sad
all weekend
i hope i don't slip back into old habits
Sep 2015 · 422
i want to quit breathing
vivianne Sep 2015
you got a girlfriend
and i can't breathe
i know i left you
BUT I DIDN'T THINK YOU WOULD LEAVE ME
because now its clear that i am nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing
to you
and i am sorry i thought you were better than that
I AM SO MAD RIGHT NOW
vivianne Sep 2015
she is still living
just (barely) existing
because this book
is her only friend
and she doesn't know why
she's still trying
but she's still trying
and trying
and trying
and trying
but no matter
how hard she tries
her plans still cancel
she is always left alone
will she always be alone?
the title is from the book i write most of my poetry on before i put it here.
Aug 2015 · 695
similar to myself
vivianne Aug 2015
there are so many
n o t h i n g   t o w n s
highways that bend into another place
skies that  n e  v   e    r    
                                                  f
  ­                                                          a
     ­                                                                 ­   d
                                                               ­                     e
Aug 2015 · 991
piece one.
vivianne Aug 2015
i want to be down to earth
but i am not. i am not calm and gentle.
i am not still and undisturbed.
my head is not level and my heart is not steady
and sometimes i can't breathe well but i will try.
although i know
my head is with the stars
and my heart is on a mountain top and my soul
floats through the wind and my body thrashes through the ocean.
i am not down to earth i am scattered about it.
i am tossed and turned all around the planet.
i am not wholesome, i am in fractions.
i'm not conventional, i am irregular.
i am not spontaneous or well spoken or planned but go my gosh
i do know what i need to say

i might not be down to earth, but this earth will come down to me someday.
please take me somewhere else
Aug 2015 · 762
conflicted
vivianne Aug 2015
i like you
i think
i like you enough to lie to myself
i like you enough not to leave you
but you love me
you loved me before you knew me
i don't know how but you did
i am not in love with you
but i'm willing to wait and see if i can love you

i like you**
but not enough to risk getting hurt
i like you enough to realize that i still like myself alone
than with you together
but i hate myself for not liking you how i should
because you love me
and i am crumbling
this is exhausting
Aug 2015 · 544
clocks
vivianne Aug 2015
i will smash every clock
if it means that time will stop
because i'd rather be anxiously waiting
for things to fall apart
than for things to start

no one sees this part of me
the part of me that loves the irony of a watch
being tied to time from time to time
to match an outfit
when that time keeps ticking ticking ticking
away the days i have left to say
i am a put together person
look, i even put a watch on for sophisticated taste
i like how there are parts of this that rhyme and alliterations i like those a lot
Aug 2015 · 587
summer
vivianne Aug 2015
i'll start to get sad again
anxious for what didn't happen
desperate for one last first adventure
the feeling of being unsatisfied
and there is no place to put the fault
but on your own shoulders
because as your past is envious
your future is furious
why did nothing happen
did i not grow up fast enough
or did i grow up too soon
school will start and i will begin to watch
myself crumble
this is too honest
Aug 2015 · 537
confused
vivianne Aug 2015
i love watches
watching the time click away
stressful but still enticing
what do i do with my time
stare at a wall
a hand
a mirror
a watch
with life quickly passing by
i am confused
this doesn't make much sense
Jul 2015 · 418
mother
vivianne Jul 2015
away from the embrace
i need someone to clutch
this chaos around me is unsettling
i need to close my eyes
ignore the trouble
cling to my mother
dry my tears
hold me still
Jul 2015 · 489
chapter eight
vivianne Jul 2015
the have the golden days come yet?
did i miss them
or am i just impatient
is time running tor am i just
running
thin
because all i can see is the calendar
counting until graduation
until i'm supposed to have it all together
but i don't have anything together
because he took it all and left none for me
he gave it all to her
i begged her not to look into his ocean eyes
but she couldn't help it
and she couldn't help me
when i said i was dying
(do you ever think about that? all the dead people at the bottom of the sea? did they make it to their golden days?)
will you make it to yours?
Jul 2015 · 368
chapter three
vivianne Jul 2015
i pray for new feelings
but this stale town
and stale air
and stale people
leaves me hopeless
i am trying
desperately so
trying to be the porcelian doll
all these other girls are begging
for you
but i stopped trying
there are no new possibilities
this wasn't about anyone in particular i think
Jul 2015 · 4.8k
waves
vivianne Jul 2015
i hate the ocean
the smell of fish
the taste of salt
the harsh winds
i hate the ocean
the waves of my soul
drag me far enough below the surface
i don't need natures help
drowning
not apart of the series
vivianne Jul 2015
that book you gave me
does not compare to the affection
you never showed me
the inside of your mind
remains
a
mystery

you kept your love a secret
even though i cried out for you to let me in
but you didn't
and you won't
i'll never be yours
i'll always be
an almost
this is the first of a series that doesn't stay in order

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