"haveto" poems
My love,
I still remember how we first met.
How we shyly greet each other in the hallway,
And how you hold my hand for the first time.
My love,
I'm sorry for keeping you away for so long.
I never realized my true feelings until now.
But i think it doesn't matter now.
You finally found someonw who will love you.
Someone that will cherish you.
My love,
I can only keep this feelings all to myself.
Please know that I will always love and support you.
Even if meaning that I haveto let you go.
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
You wasn't there so you texted me like you holded me in your arms and whispered in my ear : *I don't want you to leave me or sulk me because of all I did or do ... I just show you my fear , fear you leave me , or you change your mind about me , about staying' with me , about lovin' me , about being with me forever like you said.
I'm scared about everything ... I'm scared that your dad didn't accept to leave you travel alone , or something make him changes his mind about this ... Like I told you before ... when I get too close to happiness something go wrong and it goes away ... because all of this , all you doing for me it's too beautiful and perfect to be truth.
Livin' with you ... hold you in my arms ... to spend the rest of my life with you ... have you for me in my bed all the night ... I wouldn't be alone anymore ~ We'll be together.*
I want this future ! I want you in my future !
You are My future
i don't want something or someone break this , I promise you I will not break it , I'm your , only yours ! I will not cheat on you , you just haveto respect the 3 rules and everythings will be fine.
**Never leave me ~
Be Wise ~
Obey Me ~**
No matter what happens and what I do
i read your text a hundred time and i still read it.
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 6:43 AM UTC
"Strong"
I am weak but was never taught how to be strong, i feel like every thing i do, i do wrong. Standing up for myself is harder than ever, i wish it was as easy as lifting a feather. Being what you are is ok when you're alone in your car, but once you open the door you feel really far from yourself cause you cannot be you, it feels like walking on glass with out a shoe. Yet i know i'll have to teach myself, it won't be in a book i can take off the shelf. I know it is deep inside of me i can tell becuse it feels like it wants to be set free. However, with freedom comes a cost it eats away at some part of me, one i have lost. Being strong is hard exspecaliy when i haveto say no, it makes me feel like i am hated by all who are aflout. On a different note i am going to sink that boat cause there are possitives that yes i must gloat. People tell me i am stronger than i know, but this is one thing i do not like to show. Keeping my mouth shut, minding my own bussiness, and ignoring the past are some of the things i am good at. I love my family thats no lie, i love them like a big piece of home made pie, If you mess with my baby sister i'll turn into a different mister, my anger will come out, i will turn to a demon and you'll think "wow i hope i'm dreaming". After all is said and done i guess i am stronger than i thought i just needed some time to decover myself that's all, maybe i should stop worrying and stand tall.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
Being paranoid is being stuck in a prison in my mind, i and yet i know i comitted no crime, and yet with time i still see no rhyme or reason why i m being blamed fo this teason. It feels like i am going cray or maybe i am just too lazy to look on the bright side of things, oh how i hate how much it stings. Being trampled by your own thoughts is a horrible way to go, i think i'd rather freeze to death in the freezing snow. Everything is real, at least that's how it feels, i feel like i haveto *** but i can never make it gleem. Oh this feeling i dread, sometimes i think i'd rather be dead or at least hit in the head, to get these thoughts out of my mind or at least find a fine line between fiction and reality but thats not going to happen on a little caesers salary. Everything feels real but i know its not, sometimes i wanna go back to smoking *** i know i need help before i start to yelp. If i dont i feel like ill hang by my neck and by then it will be too late to correct. Being paranoid is being stuck in a prison in my mind, i feel like i commited no crime...
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC
Hey Madame Ballerina Queen,
Sway sway Sway
your Exotic Beauty for me
Ive been feeling a bit drowsy
with sweet dream
and long to be going Somewhere
Where your Sweet Beauty
and love shall be sweetly there,
Madame Ballerina your love
can take us there
where carefree exquisite flowers waltz
in the enchanted rain
Within the Luminous Moonlit vineyard
Madame Ballerina sway
your fine wine beauty for me
just for me and you
I'll follow you through the evening rain
Beyond all blue,
we dont even haveTo really say I love you We'll feel it deeply
With just a Sweet gaze
of our Souls kindred love
Sweet and deep within the gaze
And Within every champagne star
Tenderly ablaze
Madame Ballerina with the starry
Harmonica evenings I'll be loving
And following you,
Your exquisiteness dazzles me
Beyond diamonds and stars
And its always been you
My love longs to meet
Intimate and afar,
and I feel you can love me
Sweeter than anyone ever could,
So tousle the sweet honey gold
Of your tresses,
And sway with svelte shimmers
Your translucent hem like a wand,
Loosen our cares
and liberate
The loving butterflies and roses
Fluttering in your Sweet Soul
And Pretty Eyes
Hey my exotic darling
Madame Ballerina,
Share with me the dear honey
of your loving ways,
And the crecent grooves
of your hips
Has already begun to sweetly sway
Sweet sweet love for me and you,
Beyond all the exquisite rain and blue
Caress me within a loving voyage
Destination all the more loving
I havent had quite enough
of your Sweet sweet beauty
Madame Ballerina
With our loves sacred and honey waters
We'll make our senses all roses
And Sweet candle sighs
Sway your Love for me
And We'll journey like sunflowers
To Somewhere fine wine sweet
Im ready to heavenly sweetly drift
Into your exotic love parades,
The Rose moon for us Serenades
The vineyard shores and gardens
Shall be feeling a new manner
of sighing and loving
The sultry doves shall not be crying
The waves our loves moonlight
Like Sweet Salsa shall be riding
To Our Loves honey shore caresses
Ah, Madame Ballerina liberate
The sweet honey of your love
And its dresses
Caress me with all your Sweet loving
And Exquisite being
Madame Ballerina we'll be feeling
Candles and Chimes
Sweet within the Vineyards sublime
Away from the bustle of wistful sorrows
Yes yes and Yes is your Exotic sway
For the starry caress of Candle love
And Skies
Our love your beauty the sweeter bliss
Of fond tomorrows
Reynaldo Casison
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 6:31 AM UTC
I was wrong
He doesn't care
And now
I haveto live with that fact
He stopped looking
Why did i rejoice
When maybe
I wasnt even the one
He was looking for
It seemed like a miracle
For a short while
Is love really for fools
Is this really ending
When it barely even started
Is he leaving
When he wasnt even half way inside
My question is always this
Why do i love a man i barely know
Barely touched
Barely kissed
Barely saw
Yet it felt like we're soul mates
I died inside
My heart withered
My breathing changed course
I want to wash him away
All his memories
All his jokes
All his everything
Yet when im near the sink
Its like i become a coward
To something i know must be done
Im done trying
I've said this a million times
Never made it far enough
To believe its true
Has he moved on
Has he loved someone else
I'd rather live with him being murdered
That with him cheating
Its cold but its true
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC