Kissing cigarettes
Kissing the smoke,
It's all I can kiss and it's all that can go down my throat.
I promised something, but so you did.
I hope she kisses you
and I hope you don't have to kiss smoke

Consume me
Consume my whole soul
Consume me
Consume my whole mind
Consume me

Use me
Use me in a good way
Use me
Use me to make you happy

Love me
Love me passionately
Love me
Love me as long as you can

Destroy me
Destroy my walls
Destroy me
Destroy my whole world
And let me live in yours

They're eating me alive
It's eating me
It's driving me crazy
It's 5:30 in the morning
I haven't slept
It's killing me
I don't think I might be able to overcome it
But I'm not brave enough
To pull the trigger

Oh darling, my favorite person.
Kiss me, kiss me as if there were nothing else to matter but us.
Kiss me, cross the whole Atlantic to kiss me.
Darling kiss me, do it, kiss me passionately, kiss me,
I'm imploring you to kiss me, oh please do so.

Come here, hold me, sit me on your lap, tell me stories.
Let's go on picnics, let's have a cute homemade dinner.
But most important kiss me.
I want you to kiss me, kiss my forehead, kiss my nose,
kiss my cheeks, kiss my lips, kiss my neck.
Kiss me.

Veins
I can feel you, in my veins
Within every breath I take
You're like my oxygen.

I can feel you, in my veins
In between every heartbeat.
You're that blood that pumps up through my veins.

You're that rush, that adrenaline.
You're that matter inside me, that dark matter.
You keep my body working you're in my veins.

I have scars
I have scars on my soul
I have scars
I have scars on my arms
I have scars
I have scars all over my body
I have scars, that's why I am how I am
So please, accept me.
Accept me, embrace me, love me.
Because that's what I need,
I don't need rejection.
You'll just make more scars.

I like...
Your smile, how you laugh
I like the way you look at me
I love it when you kiss me
I love it how you make me feel
As I'd everything suddenly disappeared and it all was perfect.
I like how perfect you are,
But the only thing I hate is that
I haven't met you.
We'll meet at the right time
Or maybe I have met you, but I just don't know you're the one.

It's funny I write these poems
For someone I don't know.

To end this, I'll just say,
I love you

All I can see is smoke            
I can't see anything
It's raining hard
I can't see anything, I can just smoke.
My head is filled with smoke.
There's nothing I could possibly use in my head,
It's made up of bad thoughts and smoke.

There's so much smoke in my head
There's so much smoke to see.
There's too much of everything.

Smoke, smoke, smoke.
Smoke, that's all I can do,
Smoke.
Hoping that my problems will go away.
I guess smoke does take a great place in my head.
I'll keep on smoking, so it take it all up, so it takes up
My whole head, my whole mind.

Smoke, thoughts and failures, that's what I'm made of.                       -M.B.H.

I love him
I love him
Oh how I love him.
Oh how I love the way he talks
Oh how I love his starry eyes
Oh how I love his laugh,
Oh that laugh is my favorite song.

Oh diary, oh diary.
How I hate him
How I hate how he talks to me
Oh how I hate those eyes, they make me go mad.
Oh diary, how I hate him.
I hate him so much.

Oh diary how I adore him,
Oh diary this is a complicated situation
Oh diary, truth is I adore him even if he were to be the person I 'hate' the most.

What do you do
When you care,
But at the same time you don't;
What do you do
When you want to show emotions
Feel something
Show you care

I keep on asking myself
Why do I write all of these poems
All about you,
Even if they started off differently
Why do I keep on loving you so much
After all this harm?
Is this even good?
I mean, it's a beautiful way of masochism
But I love it, of course I do,
I love you,
It's masochism

I want to fly
I want to be free
I want to be an angel,
Have wings,
Go away.
I want to jump
Get out of here for once
Should I jump?
Should I fly?

En éstas tardes de marzo,
Cuento para atrás para dormirme.
Nada funciona, éste frágil corazón
No aguanta más.

En estás tardes lluviosas de Marzo,
Escucho tu voz en todos lados.
Siento tu pulso en mis venas,
Siento tu calor en mi piel.

¿Por qué no estás acá?
¿Por qué perdí valor para ti?
¿Adónde te metiste?

El frío, la lluvia, todo hace sentido.
Todo apunta a que lo nuestro ha terminado. Todo apunta a que no me esperaste.

Eres mi lagaña, porque cada vez que me levanto eres lo primero que siento. Eres de esas lagañas que no se quitan tan fácilmente. Esa lagaña que se queda en tu ojo y que duele quitarla.

En éstas tardes de marzo, eres en lo único que pienso.

Bella,
My sweet bella

The one who makes me feel like my whole body hurts because I miss her
It's too much
I miss those nights, the ones with the moon by our side
How our drunkness made us close
I never thought someone I've seen six times would mean so much to me
I need your presence, I'm broken
I need someone
I need someone with whom to share my ***** in a bottle mixes with gatorade
I need that sausage smell
I'm writing this while being ******
But my dear Bella, you mean the world to me and I never thought someone would become as important as you have
It's like you put the stars in the skies
I need you to have someone to drown my sorrows in a bottle with. I miss you
But I know sometime, soon
I'll get drunk and do fun stuff with you
Nothing seems fun without you, you might be the missing piece
but Dear Bella, wait for me, as the sun waits to rest when sunset comes. I love you as much as a cherry blossom tree loves it's beautiful flowers that just bloomed

Me encantas, me encanta tu hablar
Me gustan tus manos, tu cuello,
tu querer y tu pasión por la música.
Me gusta tu mecanismo de defensa,
¿Cómo decirte que hasta tus pies me gustan?
Hazme un favor, uno solo.
Fíjate en mí, mueve tu ojo a la derecha, y me verás.

Does love hurt as much as people say?

I think It does, I hate love
I love love.
It's a huge contrast between hating and loving.

When you love,
You become clingy, annoying.
Your mind is invaded by that person

But it tears you apart whenever something goes wrong.
It tears you apart whenever you don't talk to that person

Let's not even talk about when it ends.
You're hoping it doesn't end
It doesn't always have to end.
But when it does,
It hurts like ******* hell.

But love is a beautiful thing to feel,
At the same time, it's awful,
You depend on that person.

Porque para amarte no necesito más razón
Que éste pequeño, frágil corazón.
Sos a quien amo, sos a quien sueño,
Sos a quien anhelo, sos al único que quiero.
No hay nadie más en éste mundo con quien quisiera estar. Porque sos a quien llegué a amar, sos el que me enseño a amar, sos el que me enseño a descubrir lo que cualquier cosa insignificante a mi vista, tenía significado. Todo se ve diferente sin vos, todo se veía diferente con vos. Fuiste y serás a quien yo amé incondicionalmente.

Can you show me your arms?
Can you show me your legs?
Can you show me your face?
Can you shoe me your soul?
Baby girl, it will all be alright
Stop cutting
Stop crying
They're not worth it.
At the end, you're all you have.

Amor mío, el mirarte es un arte.
el amarte es un arte; tu piel, tus curvas
tus definidos pómulos. Cuanto me gustaría ser aire, para que me respires por la eternidad, cuanto me gustaría ser el viento para pasar por tu cara día a día.

Amor mío, eres como el mar, no te miro fin, y no puedo quitar mis ojos de ti. Eres tan inmenso, tan profundo, tan vasto, lleno de tanta vida, te podría ver todo el día.

Amor mío, cuanto me duele que no me quieras, pero llegara, llegara el momento que te darás cuenta que nuestro amor, es por siempre. Somos tal  como la Luna y el Sol, tal vez separados, pero con un amor de por medio, sabiendo que su amor hace al mundo girar.

En fin, amor mío, tus ojos son un arte, tu suave piel es un arte, pero tu eres la forma de arte mas bella que jamás haya visto.

I light them up,
They fill my lungs.

I light them up,
They calm myself.

I lit you up,
And as you filled up my heart,
You took away my problems.

But the thing with the cigarettes is that they get to an end, and you finally throw them again.

I thought you were my everlasting cigarette, yet, I was your temporary one.

You lit me up, you filled me up with your lies, and you threw me away.

What a shame, being someone else's cigarette.

Can anybody tell me why?'
I'm just here with waves crashing down in my lungs, not being able to breathe. And yet I call it love; I call it passion.
My rib cage is crashing? Little by little.

Quisiera quitarte de mi mente
Quisiera ver al mar y no pensar en ti
Quisiera poder leer poemas, y no recordar tu sonrisa
Quisiera no tenerte en mi mente cada momento de mi día
Me vuelve loca no dejar de pensarte
Me vuelve aún mas loca que no te tengo conmigo
Que debo esperar.
Solo espero, que cuando envejezca pueda vivir feliz y en paz, sabiendo que te tengo a mi lado.

I look back
See how you held me
I look back,
I see your kindness,
How caring and loving you were
All I can think about
Is about the time I spent with you
And how I wish I would've spent even more time
With you.
I miss you, that's all I can say.
We all miss you.

Oh how I miss you and you're in me
Oh I miss you and you're everywhere
Oh I miss you and you're it all.

Oh I miss you, oh how I miss you!

Oh how much I love you and you're not here. Oh how much I need you, yet you don't need me.

Oh how, how much I adore you.

If I could, I would hug you everyday
If I could I would drown into your eyes
If I could, I'd escape just to see you
If I could,
If I could say how much I love you
Face to face, I'd be so happy
I want you, I want your arms wrapped around me
Only the opportunity of looking right into your eyes
Would make me happy
But I can't, you're a thousand miles away

I expected much, you know, the usual right?
But turns out that message, ruined my birthday,
even if it was before my birthday, it was seven minutes before it.

Usually I hate my birthday, but, not having you,
not seeing you on that day, not having you by my side, it just, made
the day I hate the most of the year became worse.

Oh dear, why did you even show me that song?
Because actually, it does turn out that I need you much more than you need me.

Your birthday gift wasn't that tee shirt you left me,
but the loneliness and broken promises you left behind, how you left
me behind.

Still, I adore you.

I hate your flirty laugh
I hate how you make me smile so much
I hate how much tee shirts you use
I hate your soft hair, and how you touch it
I hate your voice
I hate how good you touch the guitar

I hate how you glance at me when I pass by
I hate how you ignore me sometimes
I hate how much you've made me cry
It even makes me want to say goodbye
I hate the way you make me feel
As if everything is perfect and it all makes sense
I hate you
But the thing I hate the most is that I hate you so much because I love you more than anything
And I hate the fact that every single thing I just said makes me love you more

That taste, that warmth.
Oh goodness, it was like heaven.
Your lips, so soft. Your skin.
Our lips touching.
It was like our souls were trying to reach each other.
And eventually, they did.

Kissing you, felt like making love.
Making love on your lips,
Dancing on the starts, on your lips.

I yearn, I long for another kiss of yours.

It was out of the normal, it was too special.
So special I can't describe it in words.

Make love on my lips.

Are you here? I can't see you, I can't feel you. Why aren't you by my side? Why aren't you across the room? Why aren't you with me, as you promised? I need you, I want you, you were my little, only glimpse of happiness over here. Come back, come back to my life.

I wish I could taste your lips, everyday.
I wish you could grab me like you did, today.

I love you, and oh my goodness, your lips.
They are made out of galaxies, I've never seen one, but I think I tasted one today.

Your soul, your soul, man, you are so pure.
I love you, I love your flaws.

You fill me up. You take and hug and kiss the sadness out of me. I can forget about everything for a second when I'm with you.

Today, as I laid on your chest, I felt at home.
I felt as if nothing could ever harm me, as if you were my shield.

Oh, love, how happy you make me. How much I love you!

I can't wait to taste that galaxy again.

You will never be let down by anyone
more than you will be let down
by the one you love most in the world
it’s how gravity works
it’s why they call it “falling”
it’s why the truth is harder to tell
every year you have more to lose
but you can choose to bury your past
in the garden by the tulips
water it until it’s so alive
it lets go
and you belong to yourself
again

When you belong to yourself again
Remember forgiveness
is not a tidy grave
It is a ready loyal knight kneeling before your royal heart

Call in your royal heart
Tell it bravery cannot be measured by a lack of fear
It takes guts to tremble
It takes so much tremble to love
Every first date is a ******* earthquake

Sweetheart, on our first date
I showed off all my therapy
I flaunted the couch
Where I finally sweat out my history
I pulled out the photo album from the last time I wore a lie to the school dance
I smiled and said “that was never my style
Look how fixed I am
Look how there’s no more drywall on my fist
Look at the stilts I’ve carved for my short temper
Look how my wrist is not something I have to hide” I said
Well I was hiding it

The telephone pole still down from the storm
By our third date I had fixed the line
I said listen
I have a hard time
I mean I cry as often as most people *** and I don’t shut the door behind me
I’ll be up in your face screaming “SEATTLE IS TOO RAINY SEATTLE IS TOO RAINY
IM NEVER GOING TO BE ABLE TO LIVE HERE.”
I sobbed
on our fourth date

I can’t live here
In my body, I mean
I can’t live in my body all the time it feels too much
So if I ever feel far away know I am not gone
I am just underneath my grief
Adjusting the dial on my radio faith so I can take this life with all of it’s love and all of it’s loss

See I already know that you are the place where I am finally going to sing without any static meaning
I’m never gonna wait
that extra twenty minutes
to text you back
and I’m never gonna play
hard to get
when I know your life
has been hard enough already
When we all know everyone’s life
has been hard enough already

it’s hard to watch
the game we make of love,
like everyone’s playing checkers
with their scars,
saying checkmate
whenever they get out
without a broken heart.

Just to be clear
I don’t want to get out
without a broken heart.
I intend to leave this life
so shattered
there better be a thousand separate heavens
for all of my separate parts
And none of those parts are going to be wearing the romance from the overpriced vintage rack
That is to say I am not going to get a single speed bike if I can’t make it up the hill
I know exactly how many gears I’m going to need to love you well
And none of them look hip at the coffee shop
They all have God saying “good job you’re finally not full of *******”
You finally met someone who’s going to flatten your knee caps into skipping stones

Baby, throw me
Throw me as far as I can go
I don’t want to leave this life without ever having come home
And I want to come home to you
I can figure out the rain.
- Andrea Gibson, Royal Heart

And I'm here
Sitting alone in this dark park
And the only thing on my mind
Is how sad I am,
So sad I can't even cry.
So sad I've become numb
So sad, I don't even know what's going on
And I'm sad, once again,
I'm depressed.

Oh amor, eres como un mar
Con olas que vienen y van.
Tan profundo que es difícil de llegar al fondo; oh amor mío ¿qué nos pasó? ¿fue el tiempo que nos consumió? ¿o fueron tus olas que me alejaron?
Vivo a la orilla del mar, esperando tus olas, las que me arrastran hlacia ti, llévame con la corriente hacia tu corazón y mantenme ahí.

The Moon,
People ask me why I like the moon so much
I like it, I like it because it makes me feel safe
It stays still, it changes so much
But even with that, it stays still.
I like it, it inspires me
Its beauty inspires me.

The moon is strong
It has to move so much
Everyday it moves a little
Everyday it makes an effort
The moon, it's just wonderful
It glows, and doesn't get mad
Whenever clouds cover it.

The moon is magic.
My favorite kind of magic.

Estoy aburrida de mi realidad
Estoy aburrida de mi vida,
De la misma rutina cada día
De no poder levantarme,
De no salir y forzarme a respirar
Estoy cansada, cansada de no tenerte a mi lado
Estoy aburrida de ser yo, de no poder cambiarlo todo.

I'm so sick.
I miss you, my body hurts and yearns for your love.
Come on, leave me, come back.
Love me, love me so much you can't breathe.
Because you planted flowers in my lungs and I can't breathe because of you.
Love you forever, your love

I feel uncomfortable with it all
Life's turning out like ****.

Can I scape it?
I really wish I could.
I'm just not brave enough to pull the trigger.

I wish this wasn't my life.
I really wish it was someone else's.