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Willow Jun 2018
I told you I loved you
When I didn’t love you
Not yet

I told you I loved you
When I didn’t love me
Not yet

I told you I loved you
When you didn’t love you
Not yet

I told you I loved you
When you didn’t love me
Not yet

I told you I loved you
When I did love you
I didn’t know it yet.

I’m in love with you
When I take every breath
I know now.
Time heals. Patience is appreciated.
Willow Jun 2018
If the day arrives
When you feel ready
And the time clicks on
I’ll be here

If the sun rises
When you feel happy
And the waves role on
I’ll be here

If the tree shadows
When you feel worthless
And the flowers wilt
I’ll be here

If the sun sets
When you feel exhausted
And the birds sleep
I’ll be here

If the moon rises
When you feel alive
And the stars sing
I’ll be here

If the day arrives
When you feel ready
And the moments collide
I’ll be here

You know where I’ll be.
Willow May 2018
What if it was us.
The bench held two
The car held two
The trail held two
The sand held two
The stereo held two
What if it was us?

What if it was you.
The bench took your time
The car lifted your spirits
The trial brought your journey
The sand held your footprints
The stereo held your thoughts.
What if it was you?

What if it was me.
The bench held my hopes
The car drove my dreams
The trail took my eyes
The sand held my breath
The stereo held my words
What if it was me?

What if it was us.
What if the bench held our heads
What if the car carried our baggage
What if the trial took our hands
What if the sand caught our falls
What if the stereo said our intentions

What if it was us?
Willow May 2018
You spoke words of him
That i felt with no one.
The thoughts i placed
Were not mine to take.

You said his hips were close
You said your lips were there.
You said your chest met his
But your mind was elsewhere.

You spoke words of him
That leave me in wonder.
With a kind heart and soul
Why can’t you wander?

I’ m selfish to dream
Of the time his hips could be mine
Of the moment your chest heals mine
Of the day your lips meet mine
Willow May 2018
I am a cork covered wall
He stuck me with lust
She pinned me with love
You hit me with a dream

I am a map
He broke me
She showed me
You took me

You took my heart into harbor.

You are my safety.
Willow May 2018
We stand here low
Spying close into the glass
But the object has nothing to show

I stand here high
Eyeing into the earth
But you’re steps haven’t touched the sky

You stand here, near
Catching you’re breath
But your heart isn’t slowing.

We stand here tall
For the times have lifted
The dirt roads crossed with sparks.

We are back.
Willow May 2018
Z
I should sleep.
Because daydreaming of what could’ve
Isn’t as fun
As dreaming of what could...
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