"supercut" poems
I used to crave the feeling of solitude
but now it's eating me alive.
I understand change
I understand life isn't always going to be a supercut
but now I can look back,
and see just oh how fast these nights have truly passed.
I once dreamed out our future but it's no longer looking sweet.
We are all so far from home,
I should have known that summer doesn't last forever.
I should have known our days were numbered for something greater.
I'm proud of all the times we outshined the stars.
I'm proud of our roots,
for they run so deep
held together by galaxies.
I've forgotten just how beautiful we were
when we would chase the parking lot lights.
I've forgotten just how beautiful we were
when we meet up with the sun once again.
We were untouchable, we were on fire.
What a rush we were.
No one could touch our flames,
but what will we do when our light goes out?
I hope to never see the dark in our days.
In my head, we were always perfect.
In my head, I never fear solitude
because I know we were rooted generations ago,
long before we rose with the sun.
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 9:25 PM UTC
Silent night
snow falling gently
Whispering familiar screams
quietly to not give away how much I really do care,
as I think of what tonight was supposed to be
Bright afternoons
Planned Poses
Quiet diners
Fluorescent lights
Slow partings
Intimate aspirations.
But they are figments of my imagination,
Sculpted from the few moments we had,
based on long term ideas.
And as I study the stars,
I pray that you find your peace,
And wonder if you will do the same.
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 12:36 AM UTC
a years worth of memories
nostolgia
a windowsill
in a moving car
i miss you still
your foggy breath
and the heated bus
the suitcases in the trunk
it was just me and you, us
i remember the first night we touched
the concert of beautiful chaotic noise
and how rough your skin felt under my fingertips
the night we hung without your boys
perhaps I see through a pair of rose tinted glasses
but i believed you loved me
although it is only an inaccurate supercut
of what we really used to be
but through it all
i know our moments shared were not wasted
i know now that we are tiny in the grand scheme of things
and i know any future relationship will always be copy and pasted.
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
I fell for your warm eyes
And inviting smile
But I stayed to appease the pit that formed in my chest
The aching longing that grumbled angrily
Like a dormant monster when we were apart
But when I got handsy
You pushed me away
Left me hooked on a drug I couldn’t partake in
A sensation I could never truly experience
Our love was a mistake
Free from the fever dream,
I’m plagued by a supercut of facepalms
And quivering lips
What I assumed was intimacy
Was simply infatuation
So I fled
Oblivious to your shadow hanging over me
Where I ran
Your presence followed
A restless wind trailing after me
Never letting me forget it’s there
Slipping between my fingers
Running through my clothes
Sitting heavy on my lips
So every subsequent relationship
Was saturated by your memory
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC