"convos" poems
Wouldn't it be nice
If you didn't mess up
everything you touch
But there you go again
You lose three one year
one at a time
the next year you drive off
another three all at once
then the next year you start to neglect another
you start slipping further away from three
then the next year
you lose those you were slipping away from
and pretty soon
the only one you are still close to
you drive off too
hope you like your new friends
but good luck replicating those late night text convos
where we really could trust each other
when all the friends you have now
are drunk and high as hell
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
Set the cheetahs on the loose
There's a thief out on the move
Underneath our legion's view
They have taken Cleopatra
Run run run, come back for my glory
Bring her back to me
Run run run, the crown of our pharaoh
The throne of our queen is empty
We'll run to the future
Shining like diamonds in a rocky world
A rocky, rocky world
Our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmere
As we march to rhythm
On the palace floor
Chandeliers inside the pyramid
Tremble from the force
Cymbals crash inside the pyramid
Voices fill up the halls
The jewel of Africa
What good is a jewel that ain't still precious?
How could you run off on me?
How could you run off on us?
You feel like God inside that gold
I found you laying down with Samson
And his full head of hair
Found my black queen Cleopatra
Bad dreams, Cleopatra
Remove her
Send the cheetahs to the tomb
Our war is over, our queen has met her doom
No more she lives no more serpent in her room
No more it has killed Cleopatra
Big sun coming strong through the motel blinds
Wake up to your girl for now, let's call her Cleopatra
I watch you fix your hair
Then put your ******* on in the mirror, Cleopatra
Then your lipstick, Cleopatra
Then your six-inch heels
Catch her
She's headed to the pyramid
She's working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Working at the pyramid
Working at the pyramid tonight
Pimping in my convos
Bubbles in my champagne
Let it be some jazz playing
Top floor motel suite twisting my cigars
Floor model TV with the VCR
Got rubies in my **** chain
Whip ain't got no gas tank
But it still got woodgrain
Got your girl working for me
Hit the strip and my bills paid
That keep my bills paid
Hit the strip and my bills paid
Keep a ***** bills paid
She's working at the pyramid tonight
You showed up after work I'm bathing your body
Touch you in places only I know
You're wet & you're warm just like our bathwater
Can we make love before you go
The way you say my name makes me feel like
I'm that *****
But I'm still unemployed
You say it's big but you take it
Ride cowgirl
But your love ain't free no more
But your love ain't free no more
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 12:23 PM UTC
Me: You know what I like most about you?
Him: That I can down six tacos in one sitting?
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 2:37 AM UTC
i wrote a letter on a napkin,
Left it in the break room for all to see,
Butterflys & dragon wings,
Dented brains,
Zombies are lame,
Apostolic Atmosphere,
Coke pancakes,
Canadian convos,
Metaphorically you're a drawr in reverse,
I'm not ****** just lonely.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 4:15 PM UTC
there’s a madness to the method
just like madness to the **** head
just like sadness when a pets dead
So shaman practice to ***** death
dream up palace for the friends beds
give up hours made to break bread
we’ve a table so we share meds
******* tired, mai oui bed spread
going line by line
with a fine tooth comb
this my time to shine
that’s a spine made moan
ecstatic just like ﻮ๏๔ up on the phone
syncretized to science
split the spine to find it
sip divine in silence
܁܁܁પﻭɦ܁܁܁
sift my mind is chalice
peep my mental palace
be love be never callous
self poison only malice
who’s next up ?
Phil my boy defining finding
fluid flows that’s kinda violent
quiet convos
with sigma shamans
hidden wicked prevented
predicted problems
consciously coming
to all three of the shy
๓ﻉ & ฝﻉ & ฝɦﻉก; ๓ค & ๓ﻉ & Շɦﻉ๓ร
I might get off my ult
while I sip off my colt
best slip off that coat
when you roll with me
Where were going...
its too hot for that ****
Sometimes we the hero
Sometimes we the zero
Sometimes we the feeder
Sometimes we the carry
Sometimes we don carry
way too much up on our shoulders
heavy stacking rolling over boulders
etch away the borders
swaying over voters
reeving up the rotors
drinking with the smokers
hugging all the soldiers
all the loners
better freeze time
so we can compose
the pose for all the posers
oppose the poachers
humans are people
Not supposed to be vultures
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 1:06 PM UTC
Roads are damp
weather's cold
You and I in a silent mode
day's fading
air's blowing
a liner convos
with phrases so upsetting
said could not pursuit,
for I'm just a friend
guess, this special treatment
is about to end
Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 12:55 AM UTC
The world is so small babe,
I’m running through my life
All this cardio killing my vibe
I was high but now I’m low,
You’ve gone too far away from me,
All this distance, these miles I can’t take it no more,
Let’s go on a trip, I’ll buy you a flight to Tokyo, we’ll hit the dojo, I’ll show you my mojo,
We’ll walk around Yoyogi, I’ll show you all the arigato I learned just to impress you fondly,
I’ll rent the most expensive hotel room to make some love,
We’ll use it,
Trash
And break it,
I don’t care about money, besides, having you is priceless.
I’ll love you to Mars and Jupiter,
I’ll name some planets maybe make some up to pretend I’m a genius,
I’m definitely not the greatest,
But fake it til you make it, apply that to us, pretend you love me and I’ll kiss you softly.
My life has been broken, ripped and thrown, away in the trash but you pieced it with some voodoo,
Now let me pay back the favor back and say I love you,
Forever and ever I’ll text you at night,
I might miss a day but maybe I’m lost within my words all because you left me speechless,
Your body sculpted by Michelangelo,
Your smile painted by Picasso,
But don’t be mistaken you can do much better I’m just fighting to convince you I’m the one.
But even after all this time,
I regret not holding you, not kissing you not loving you,
I had you within my reach
Now I’m left apart from love and hope
But every text is like a take back, I scroll through our pictures and wonder, why we didn’t take more,
Maybe skinny dipping or giggling,
Don’t care never did, just need you back,
I’ll fly you back to, where paradise is set,
We’ll stop by LA, I’ll meet your friends I’ll buy some clothes to reach your level, maybe will even break a sweat ‘cause after all you are my: deepest love my queen so beautiful.
I’ll fly you to Texas, I’ll meet your family, introduce me as the super tall, ****** don’t care what you say ‘cause just driving you around is my pleasure and dreams I had of.
Don’t be mistaken, I loved swimming, within our convos, but maybe now we can settle down and agree that down down very deep down, I love you and maybe you love me,
Or maybe not I’m prolly just tripping, not in space but within your beauty, I want you, be mine,
Forever high,
On the clouds I’ll lie, I’ll lie lie lie, and I’ll say whatever childish line, comes out of my mouth, don’t be surprised if, I just freeze and stare, because every glance you ever gave, just now assure me you could be mine, but baby I’m sorry poor choice on my part,
Just let me make it up to you, I’ll take you to Lake Whitney, we’ll chill and read,
“I got this poetry book here,”
And I’ll pretend to know every line,
Understand every word,
Whatever it takes for you to be mine.
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
I hide my feelings & maybe it's not the smartest thing do, But it's mostly bc I'm a fool for you.
I'm falling for the idea of you
Not knowing the real you
It's dangerous
It excites me, but I've noticed it might not be the right combination of things ....
It's the type of excitement where you're blind and don't care
It's the type where you speak in subs bc you're afraid to speak your feelings
It's the kind of excitement you don't want, but see I never really minded all that bc I still didn't know the real you & I'm not the type
To judge just bc I really like you.
In reality I gave you to much hype
It wasn't fair to me bc I ended up tripping. See I forgot you told me your not a good catcher, but I still put my trust in you & I wanna beat myself up for thinking I ever had a chance with you....
I was and still am fool for you...
I tried everything I could for you.
I should've known it wasn't gonna work, from the jump one of us was already hurt. We want the same things, but we also lack the same things. I covet you... And it's wrong for you..... & me...
I thought we were meant to be
Just bc we're the same sign you & me. But just bc we're the same sign doesn't mean we can be the perfect mix. I wanted the idea of you. The thought that we were perfect me & you. The romance, the passion, the strength, the deepness, & .... & I was wrong.... I thought it was something that would make us fall together, but instead we fell apart without being together. I tell myself that we met the wrong way or maybe bc we live to far away, but then it hit me; if it was meant to be it would've been. See I believe things always happen for a reason. God knows who to put in your path and why he does it we only know after it happens. Idk why he put you in my path or why I was put in your path. All I know is after I met you I don't use that website I met you on, I don't look for anyone I wasn't really looking for someone in the first place. You just stood out to me. I took a chance ..... It didn't fail, it just needs real feeling or deep convos not lols or nahs ... In reality idk why I felt it was necessary to write all this you might not even read all this. ... I just hope that you take the time to read all this..
Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 10:30 PM UTC
I have seen a lot of girls, some made me feel like ice,
This day, i dreamt of a pretty lady, her voice made me raise,
she got intellect, I drew the pillow closer with a smile on my face,
she was blessed with beauty, like a goddess from another race,
each time I drew closer to her, it flet like home,
I didn't want this to be over,
I could see the curiosity in her eyes, the love in her heart;
the mystery in her speech, I couldn't wait to unleash the dragon in me,
I have dreamed & dreamt & dreamt & dreamed,
of an angel, **** to the toe,
I may be an ordinary poet but I will make you rain again & again,
I wanna have my first child with you, travel the world & learn all the words,
you made me feel love like an electric shock,
well, now I can be sure how it feels like to love,
there is no law in love, its all a heart connection,
I have had convos with alot of girls, non like you,
now I'm grasping for air,
you remind me of someone, someone I used to love,
someone who I loved so much, I could mimick her motions
tho I love a girl with a fat *** & laps,
nevertheless I her tight,
our interractions weren't smooth, I think that is where we lost the attraction,
she was one a kind, the type that will make you fall in love & forget the laws,
she was stunned with beauty, everyone loved her,
her voice was like a melody, a theme song,
the type you would find in Romeo & Juliet,
tho I do regret we are apart now, cause every moment with her felt like bliss,
sometimes I reminisce, upon my kness,
she made me look like a phyco,
when we gathered around the circle,
I have never loved another the way I loved her,
she was my moon, my Sun, my rainbow,
but I have learnt one thing, greater things ahead,
I wish you well,
to the lady I saw in my dream, I know you are closer than I think,
I will keep penning till I find you.
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 6:49 AM UTC
last I wanna see or hear
is you cried.
cause the pain I get from that hurts inside.
I feel your sorrow,I feel how hollow.
But remember,If i'm in your heart then move on to tomorrow.
Cant you see? Baby?
The love I have is truly, eternally,And specifically yours?
The only women in my life that I adore.
That I respect and cherish each sec,when you take away my breath.
with you I live for.
Do or don't tell me more,
If you wanna keep to yourself I understand,and I respect that.
But baby when you cry,its my job,my priority to prevent that.
Make sure that,each tear is less dense and not emotionally filled.
its not your fault,it never will.
So please don't regret any choice you made babe,cause my love will ill.
I know you cry to get it out and,It will never happen when my heart is in.
Each tear will dissapear,and any fear,we'll overcome.
As long as I can heal it,With God's help Love will always be sung.
With each breath from my lungs,not asthma can prevent me,to stop running with those tears.
I catch each one,kiss each one,and let the pain dissapear...
Not one will slip,from my hand,
As long as your heart has grip on me,
I help you stand.
YOU'LL never need another hand.
Cause my heart,my love,MY trust,I will be the only man.
3-28-12
Each day,
each week,
each kiss we give,
every time we speak,
I fall hard with love for you so strong it leaves me weak,but I still give.
MY BOO! I mean,your my one,and only!.
DONT ever forget,I'm here,you never are lonely.
BAbe,
My pookie,
My joy.
my sweet cookie,
Lovey dovey chipsahoy.
sweet kissy kiss smoochy smoochy.
EACH moment with you is filled with bliss,
romance,and butterflies make heart and stomach lift.
Tisk-tisk-tisk
Yeah! -.-
→You now you always win.
In any love fight we have,
but I always win if we both end up cuddlin.
And snugglin,with alotta smoochy! smoochy!
Cmon admit it ;)
(its a tie),
Don't cha think mi pookie?
Haha I love everytime we hold hands,and its like there's no limmit to our convos.
No matter where we stand
You light my side up with one smile,a blessing to witness and have,your time and attention,
I can go on for miles.
I CAN say the things that makes your day,And remind you of my support and love for you,Like I did last nite.
Before you went to bed,
You gotta a text from me,and you read,all the sweet comforting.Words that I wrote,
you can almost hear me sing.
Even if my voice is bad,
I'm glad that your nite was made, And I can rest myself.
Knowing our love safe,
And your tears are saved.
BY: Emmanuel JV Hernandez
6/28/12
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 10:46 PM UTC
I wish to be
an infamous serial killer,
that targets love-thirsty men.
I mean,
wouldn't it be interesting
to slash through their hearts,
with sharp, flirtation glances,
or cutting through entrails
to look for stomach butterflies,
what about blowing up their minds,
when I don't respond to convos,
and kneeing them with shrugs
till they beg for attention.
alas,
I was victimised,
before I can even morph into
a cold-blooded murderer myself
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
I see you're wary of my motivation for reconciliation
Maybe getting flirty with you the other day was a mistake but it was only a bit of fun. No vowel play -Don't stress it.
You're doing that thing where you're getting all weird and apologetic,
not replying for time, was a time I'd just think forget it
Cause the cryptic **** is frustrating,
but as times gone by, the emotions subside I find it a-cute-ly boring, bordering on comical.
Got me thinking dang this use to affect me like a rat invested rental - how did I let it?! Sinking waiting for you to be blunt or upfront is like tryin to understand ****** -I'll never get it.
I know this now so don't sweat it, I expect no less, I accept it. If the convos dead it's dead, I've said it.
I merely seek to be reconciled with the situation so I can make my peace. I said my piece, put it to bed, it's dead rest in peace. Just tryin to love thy neighbourly, maybe get some more recipes: rice and peas.
Cause the most I'd hope for is friendship but I won't force it, they'll be no pleas and thank yous, it's true I missed what it used to be, I miss the person in you I used to see.
I don't know what it will be now; that times passed. I don't know who you are now; I'm not sure if I ever did but to resurrect the past is not the plan in all of this
So Let me reintroduce myself,
Hey, I'm Rhian
Let me Shake your hand
I know you hope for understanding,
I try hard to understand
But you don't always express yourself as best you can
I stress You can
Don't be afraid the clean slate
Will free your hands
Roll the dice
Tell me where it lands
If it's possible to
Reconcile as solo artists
With fond memories of our band
But if not
Best wishes are still my command
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
THE Weird, unstoppable & unexplored thoughts,
Waggled down the curves of me
With beautiful words of thy,
That guided me,
Without the hands of clock stopping mine,
From feeling what it has to be
Numb yet warm, loved & tuned.
While you triggered the awkward convos we made,
For you, deep here praise remained.
The reel or real interest you showed in me
As we have read in all those tales be,
I've also left a part of myself to thee
When you drown again to the imagination' sea,
If your stick hooks upon the part I've left,
Then shall you see what I left wasn't silly!
Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 6:09 AM UTC
Reasons why I love you:
I love his eyes
I love his smile
I love his hands
I love holding his hand
I love watching him drive
I love playing with your hair
I love how you talk to much
I love how much your into music
I love when you were playing my violin
I love how he dresses
I love kissing you
I love just being with you
I love how you act like yourself
I love how you don't care
I love face timing you
Are skype convos
Your just the right size
Love your height
I love when you singed to me
I love your taste in music
Your funny
Sweet ( at times)
I love that you were my first
I love your hands even tho I already said that I really love them
I love laying with you
I love walking with you
I love being on top of him
I love how you came down to see me
I love the way you acted at the mall because how big it was
I love your snap chats
How your always ***** haha
I love how I dream about you every night
I love thinking about you
I love that I fell in love with you
I love dancing with you
I love hugging you
Are songs
Love that you stole my poster of Lucy hale
i loved dancing to dear Bobbie
Your just so cute
I love that you are just my type
I love that we held on for so long even after everything.
May 19th
May 26th
August 11th
I love that I'll never stop loving you
I love just the thought of you
I love how much I fought for you and always got you back
I love you shirtless
I love how sweaty we were even tho it was gross
I love you sleeping over
I loved laying on your chest
I love how you were at my house the whole day
I love are songs (again) but god are they amazing
I love thinking you loved me
The fact that maybe you did
I love you on top of me
I love grinding with you haha
I loved being in your room even tho you didn't clean it lol
I loved that one hour we had
I love how we were together all day
I hated seeing you go
I want more memories with you
Good and bad
I want to lay with you again
Kiss you again
Be with you again
And maybe that will never happen
But I'm in love with you
And maybe one day you will say the same about me
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 12:41 AM UTC
Your eyes, they were my favorite, always so glistening.
Your lips, so addicting, loving when both of ours combined.
Your hair, so extending, waves cascade down your shoulders.
Your laugh, so adorable, l could never get enough.
Your beauty, so admirable, flawless in my eyes.
Your smile, so broad, ever so appealing...
i lost it all, not once but twice, just my luck, all for the wrong price. Now i'm sitting here, throughout the rain, in an immense amount of pain. I'd take it all back if i could, take my chance without a thought. Start from the beginning, shouldve known my mind was spinning. All those late night convos, turned into short hello's and goodbye's. Not saying it's your fault, but it was me who didn't try. What happened to the walks we'd take, meet up and come home late? Late night strolls around the mall, didn't even hesitate? All my fault, i was so selfish didn't see it from your eyes. How you'd feel afterwards, me telling all these lies. I lost it all, not once but twice, just my luck, all for the wrong price. Now i'm sitting here, throughout the rain, in an immense amount of pain..
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
Bound.
For hell,
Oh life is swell,
ain't it?
piece of art, tainted.
Convos with Satan,
Can you feel the cadence?.
Can you smell the melody?
Can you touch the tunes?
Can you taste the frequency, grab you some silver spoons.
Grab you a piece of advice, from the man on the moon.
Falling under the depths, ill have to handle it soon,.
Convos with Lucifer,
Lord of the Flies..
How'd he get my number?
probably family ties..
probably hearing the cries,
probably feeling surprised,
The light within me, forever will shine.
But for tonight,
i converse with The Anti-Christ..
Actually giving me some mad advice.
he said,
"I advise you, don't you ever find bliss..
If one day you do, you'll forever be ******
Instead, stay in this chaos and revel,
Truthfully your bliss might become your hell."
How can you ask for sunshine if its always sunny?
How can you laugh at something if its always funny?
.......
suddenly i realized the ******* was right.
Only if hell bound, do you realize that heavens in sight.
-afj
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 2:50 AM UTC
If talking to you
Were as easy as writing a poem,
We would never stop talking
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 5:58 AM UTC
So I do more than Say It
Never less when I Do It
For you I gotta Prove It
You're the goal
And I just gotta get to it.
Even though others want you
I know what I want to
And I hope it's mutual
And we can make this perpetual.
Just to clarify,
This isn't just ******
More of a pursuit based on intellectual.
With a little thirst,
Knowing I'll never be the first.
Just hoping to be your last;
Wanting more than just convos
Through our Apple and Samsung glass.
Just hoping to get past
These Instagram filter at last.
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 10:57 AM UTC
How might he sing of this Queen that he found
Of their trip through the stars
Of the sights and the sounds
The soft subtle glow from her sun-kissed skin
Her Magic and rhythm that oozed from within
Of Holding her close, getting lost in her eyes
The lattice of limbs, the world passing by
Much more to this union than physics and heat
Their mind-space meeting place first of all treats
Hard to face truths they would tackle as one
Before all that JuJu had even begun
There in those convos through hours unfolding
A Lucid flowetry & neither witholding
She opened her heart up revealing her past
Her Darkness and Strengths
A history so vast
The degree of compassion and comprehension
Served as a softener, negating all tension
And he, he felt worthy, enough for a tear
To receive all she was
Dark and Light
Love and Fear
Pickled perspectives through dilated seers
Dissolving of egos & bringing forth tears
Humbly he knelt, for in him she would trust
Honouring intention
And Self
Before lust
Digesting their truths on candle light beams
Backing track soundscapes of finish him themes
Magnetic her radiance, a colourwheel aura
Bodies' bouquet, scents sweeter than flora
Skin to skin textures their grip free to roam
Tastes of pure Stardust
Her flavour was... Home
A moment removed from time's ceaseless pace
Light breaking birdsong, Love dripped from her face
The world switched on and began it's routine
While Awestruck he witnessed this manifest dream
Cat cursed yet tireless he played to her choir
Their Synchronous vibrations raised forever higher
There's never before been, nor again will there be
A woman of resonance as Perfect as she
Subjectively perfect, Ubiquitous truth
Yet how we see perfect requires no proof
All of his senses Peaked & Saturated
All his Desires
In this Queen concentrated
Once in a lifetime the lucky may find
A someone of substance who stimulates the mind
Once in a lifetime the lucky may be
With One who cultivates a compatible energy
Once in a lifetime the lucky may hold
The attention and Love of their true Twin Soul
But the idea that One girl could be all this and more
A concept so enticing he just can't ignore
The poetry of Presence
The Nourishment of Osmosis
The Freedom of the Eternal Now
She's Imperfectly Perfect
She's Perfectly Imperfect
His Queen Supreme
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 1:32 AM UTC
Name : Dating Today
Poet : Phyll
Genre : Love/sacrificing
/communication/
understanding
Compromising
Year : 2018
P/SwNo. : 305
( Content;- so lately everyone hase been complain about their partner doing AbCd and it's like we are almost giving up on them but have you ever reconsidered looking back to where you official originated from? Haha... Enjoy)
DATING TODAY
As authored By Phyll
Dating Today,
Its all about who cares most but shows it less,
Its all about confusing each others minds;
Using simple media such as what'sapp,
facebook and telegram,
Its all about feeling pain because the other party didnt reply to my text quick,
Didn't send a friend request
Or
Didn't like a simple pic i uploaded,
Its all about really wanting to speak to someone but delaying a reply for more days so as u wouldnt be seen as the easy one...
Haha
Oh my!
Dating today,
It's all about;
'I am afraid to send the first text because this will make me seem weak,'
Its all about;
'Yeah i'll hang out with you,
But!
I cant let go of my phone.'
It's all about;
'I can't date a person who tags me in all their pics',
Just because they want to make you a part of their life,
Its all about really liking someone, But
Not making the first move!
Jus because that makes u uncool.
Yes
You may...
Call me old fashion,
But I like the early dating,
The ones our folks used to have,
The ones in which papers flew,
Cause phones didnt exist in convos,
And if at all they existed,
They were put aside.
Because...
There was nothing more important in a relationship,
Than communication!
After all phones were only for the rich or rather phones were treasures of those days if i may put it so.
The kind of relationship which lasted,
For more than 100 years.
Made jaws drop!
Haha...
Imagine
From:
'I love you'
To:
'I have you'
Still wondering as to how a relationship can last that long!
If i was asked today;
Phyll,
Which couple do you like most?
I would look back,
And say;
My grandparent's relationship at the most!
I know you're about to ask me;
But Phyll,
Why them?
I'll answer even before you ask.
This is because;
At the rate they were when i first met them as a grown up,
That is to say;
They are defeating the world of dating today!
Challenge;
How many times do you think your grandparents did quarrel before having their first born?
Yet they defeated that an still made a lee way for you to exist in this universe...
My friend
We are all UPGRADED SPERMS!
Sue me if you want
So long as i feed you the truth,
And
NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH
So
When you fight,
Just see that as a flight.
Hold on tight,
Then let the future be bright.
For that's your Right!
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
The conversations on the post-its we share
Aren't
Lame.
They're just constant denials and
Occasional encouragements;
The exchange of unanswered questions because
For some reason,
I'm not comfortable answering
When everyone is staring.
It's almost as if
I'm going to write this
Secret essay full of love and concern and
A script expressing all I feel.
All the bottled up worry about you would be
Matched from thought to term,
Scribbled down onto that
Tiny piece of paper but
Who am I kidding?
I **** with words.
I **** with expression.
All I do all day long is
Sit behind this stupid screen at 3am in the morning
Typing down this hell of a poem (is it even one?)
And regretting everything I hadn't done
When I was still
Face to face
With you.
I should have sat down and
Thought a little longer and
Maybe my brain would come up with some
Wonderful solution or word of encouragement
Like the powerful ones you always give me.
I should have, at least,
Gone over if I needed your help instead of
You always coming over to my side
And then ending up getting criticised.
I should have given you a
Huge hug and asked
You
How you were feeling but
I'm just a fudging coward
And a fudging selfish creep so I
Sit there every morning and
Wallow in my own sadness,
Fighting a seemingly non-existent battle
And I neglect you again — ******
I promised.
I promised I wouldn't do it again but
All I ever do is make you
Worry and worry and worry and
I don't seem to be there, ever.
When it's time for me to help you
I DO FUDGING NOTHING.
.
.
.
The conversations on the post-its
Aren't
Lame.
They're just little bits of hope that
Maybe one day, the replies would both be honest ones,
And even if it says "No, I'm not fine" and
The other one says "You want to talk about it?"
It's a glimpse of hope.
And it'd be true hope for once,
Not just a mirage for disappointment.
It'd be the beginning of understanding,
It'd be the beginning of another beginning,
It'd be the beginning of starting over, you and me,
Closing up that gap
But most importantly,
It'd be the beginning of
A New kind of Happiness
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 3:24 PM UTC
Sabrina and ****
On my mind
Reading through old convos
Awww
Sweet girl
Your insight inspired me
These tears
Of joy
I only want you to be happy
I’m happy knowing you did what you had to do
For you
Not for me
For you
I love you so much
Always
Will always love you
Simple times
It’s passing like the dart on a summer day it was our time and you weren’t meant to stay
I guess though bro and ****
But u know
I be here
Just here
Ready to take on anything
Want to hear your voice, but I’m patient
Even if I never get to hear it again
I’m patient
dear human
It was more than a relationship
But I mean
It’s always too late
And to easy to regret
In hopes of nothing but a greater now
So much... inside to express
In different ways
If was a connection
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 12:45 AM UTC
Happy thoughts.
That's what you gave
Through those 3 am convos
That reaches from night to day
you told me stories,
Stories about your life
While looking up at the sky which is starry
And you happened to make me smile
I don't know how
But you managed to make me fall
I was in love deep down
I almost forgot that nothing lasts at all
You told me sweet things
That made me think
Is this just a game
With no one to blame?
Days, weeks, months passed
We lost contact
You don't know how big the impact
Because I want us to last
a.v.
Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
I've been more distant tha usual
One word replies
There's an extra effort to make a conversation
And to keep it going
Our good nights are no longer anticipated
We no longer fall asleep on video
Hours at a time
Our everyday convos get shorter and shorter
My want to stay silent grows stronger
There's an extra effort from you to express your love
An extra effort from me to be an cold ***
Guilt rushes in and quickly goes when I don't say I love you back
Distance is my new best friend
You say you know
But you don't know how much I want to be honest
You don't know that the feeling of desire is slowly fading
I won't tell you
I'll just let you assume and guess
I'm getting a bit dreary of this effort
This effort to stay in love
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 4:23 AM UTC