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I wish it was back in the day.
When you could tell the person what you truly feel.
And they would return it, you wouldn't have to steal.
Today, you have to watch every word you say.

I wish it was that day.
When I knew everyword to say.
That was when we first met.
And I thought my future was set.

I wish you were back with me.
That's what I believed my future would be.
You, and me.
Our hands clasped tightly.

I wish you'd been just a dream.
Now I can't get over you.
I've moved on, that's what it seems.
But I still believe,
That the bond we shared, was very few.

Maybe you were just a mirage.
My mind creating the perfect image.
Then all my feelings did not exist.
I've fell in love with a man of mist.

But of what I am unaware,
Is that you feel the same way as I.
Here I stand fighting the urge to stare.
As you cry on the inside, and wave good bye.
To your one true love,

I wish, I would have just said those 3 words.
people tried to tell me to stay away from you
then i saw the otherside that i never knew
from angel to a devil almost instantly
you showed me your colors i didnt want to see

i wished i had listened to what the people say
wished when i met yoi that i walked away
you made of fool of me.  didnt show regret
turned in to the girl i wished i never met

thought everthing was rumours i didnt listen too
what the people told me everyword was true
till i saw the otherside.  hoped  i would never see
usd me and abused me made a fool of me

i wished i had listened to what the people say
wished when i met yoi that i walked away
you made of fool of me didnt show regret
turned in to the girl i wished i never met
Call me bella Jun 2018
Like the rain,
I could cy out,
for endless days
nonstop.

Walking out of life,
ignoring everyword,
thinking yours could save me,
complete me.

Suddenly,
your sunray lighted the path,
thought I found my way
back home.

But the ray
did not heat me up,
to save me
from drowning.

I realized
it had all been a waste,
a waste of rain
for other flowers to rise.
Jez Oct 29
The beggining of something
Where we are excited to be
A start that we don't want to end
But the conclude, it's all just pretend

In the middle of something
Where were in the middle of our course
We will try to find a source
To keep on going for ourselves

The end of something
Where we say our goodbyes
But everyword is just lies
Comes an end and memories dies
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