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hope has a still, small voice
"Do I have to," he inquired.
My answer is simple.
No.
I will never force anyone to feel required to be apart of my life.
I want someone who craves my company as I crave theirs.
I want effort.
I want to be wanted.
You miss the way he treated you.
Not the way he treats you.
 Apr 2018 MuseumofMax
saige
oh
and while you were gone
the lights went out completely
i hope they never come back
on
 Mar 2018 MuseumofMax
Audrey
Sludge
 Mar 2018 MuseumofMax
Audrey
How unaware one must be
to only realized
that they are submerged when it's too late?
Loneliness creeps across the floor.
At first, it's only around your ankles; making it hard to follow others without feeling like a nuisance.
Then suddenly,
not a day has gone by
and it's pressed against your ribcage.
Everything is tightened.
As it becomes harder to breathe,
the weight of the body becomes more noticeable.
When you've finally decided it hurts too much to breathe,
it coils around your neck; only choking you for the satisfaction of discomfort.
 Mar 2018 MuseumofMax
Audrey
For most, love is abstract splotches of paint scattered about poetically.
For me; love is geometrical figures and a rule book to follow.
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