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Full Time Loversas magnetic as poetry,
your personality seeps out through your smile.
without a word you've established yourself as worthy of my time
cheap drinks and trashy bars may not be ideal for love,
but we came together nonetheless
the butterflies are endless
the fireworks don't cease
face it - your hand belongs in mine
you breathe so loudly when you eat
you always make a mess
your compliments are so cliché
but please don't let them stop
we both have our flaws
and we both have our quirks
....but in the end we make it work
tangled up in love with you
there's no place I'd rather be.
you are the Peter to my Lois
and don't you dare change that
deep fried chocolate and movie rentals
organic soda and hotel pens
we're making history every day
soft sweaters and confusing belts
thousands of fish and unanswered texts
let's take the bull by the horns
out of sight, out of mind?
or will distance make your heart grow fonder?
that's a chance I'm willing to take
you'll still be my love song
and you'll sti
The VerdictI am so much more than this place will let me be.
I am the creature of the night with a very troubled past.
I am the once naive angel who hungers for his touch.
I am the girl whose emotions are too large for her heart
and I am the one you never expect to cry
cheerful by popular demand
I'm sick of all these masks
playing dress-up with a smile is truly overrated
expose me for who I am
a collection of good intentions and low self-esteem
you have already broken many hearts
but all I leave are dents
I am the need to please in human form
yet all you have is doubt
...you'll choke on your own remorse before the day is through
give it up while you have a choice
you have already been convicted of the crime that never was.
try fidelity one more time and don't bother pleading the fifth
I will no longer be your alibi
you have already committed open heart purgery
AbusedHer breath painted a masterpiece along the icy windowpane as a faded memory had its way with her mother.
He was only supposed to exist in a fairytale gone wrong -- chilling stories told through shortened breaths and a persistent stutter.
Suddenly the life of her one and only guardian depended on her ability to pick a lock.
Normally being locked out would mean a break from reality -- a time out in the game of life.
Normally she patiently waited on the other side, knowing it would eventually be opened.
This time she wasn't so sure.
Fists of what she could've sworn were steel destroyed everything they touched.
The Midas touch had backfired and taken the form of her father.
We tell ourselves that we will be there for the people we love through thick and thin -- that we will protect them in their time of need.
It wasn't until today that she realized she really did love her mother.
Watching a fight scene too cruel for the cinema, all she wanted to do was go back in time.
...to tell her that
White Noiseyou're cynical
you're everything I'm not
religious cliches stay close to my heart
but to you they're just white noise
the sweet to your sour
the bark to your bite
I'm the joke that never gets old
life in the fast lane
slow in the sack
my self worth is no longer measured by your love
frugal with money and carefree with words,
it's okay to splurge on a muzzle
razor sharp eyes and silky smooth skin
oh wait, that wasn't you.
...smiles always fade just a little bit quicker when you were faking it all along.
make-ups and break-ups
these eyes have seen it all.
you'll wander in so unprepared,
and then I'll watch you fall.
EquationsI used to stalk the memory of you
now it's only sleep
I used to ache for just one kiss
now I've forgotten the taste
my pain might be stereotyped,
my emotions overlooked
...this is of little matter since you've given me immunity
blissful encounters and painful addictions,
you've taken it all away
the death of my soul gave birth to your ego
...I doubt you've gotten far
the possibility of re-incarnation keeps my optimism in check
but rest assured I'm not waiting on your call
once upon a time,
our lives were parallel.
now they're not even perpendicular.
rise over run,
at least my slope is positive.
mind over matter
head over heels
I fill my room with thoughts of you
to make it feel like heaven
to make it feel like home
you're number one on my to-do list
I can't stop driving
but there's nowhere to go
I can't stop crying
but there's no one to hold
excessive mixed signals and unspoken kind words
our friendship is nothing more than tear stains on bed sheets
our existence is nothing more than a lie
everything I've waited for is hidden in your smile
and every fantasy I've ever had is summarized by you
I can't break free of your spell
but I've never actually tried.
across 3000 miles
of what i used to think would sink me
into some kind of peace
you don't know how this haunts me
ink can't say enough
to rid my head of all the frustration
i'd mold myself cracked 3000 times over
if it meant your hand could finally fit into mine
24 not-poems later1.
it is so hard to be okay
when all i've got are cigarettes
the voices of strangers
and memories of you
it's so hard to be okay
when you hate yourself
for not being okay
all i want is to hear you say
that you love me
so that for five seconds,
i can believe it;
just a few moments
of being alright
i wonder what you would do
with the letters i have written
but never given you
with the truth that i have known
but never told
if i swim
until my arms could no longer
hold me up - you wouldn't
even have a body to say goodbye to
i wonder what you would do
if i wrote right here
that it was you
i wonder what you would think about
and what we have done; the love
that we have destroyed
with our cowardice and our weakness
like a windowsill plant
left out in summer
i wonder what you would think
if the last thing i tol you
was that i loved you
god damn you kissed me hard
when you left
as if you knew it would be the last time
what if it was
the last time
you would never have to catch another moth for m
for granitewhy won't you
sing for me
i'm near you
my love true
seventeen dreamsi couldn't sleep
(i tossed and turned to the swift beat of the setting
she drew picasso canvases on my peeling lips
with her fingertips,
and her ginger breath was on my ear as she
muttered that being with someone so
dangerous made her feel safe.
it was always you, i would tell her,
and she would smirk with her two front teeth
and there were doves and swan feathers falling
in her eyes.
i just wish that when she left me
she would've left a trail of
who i was before behind--
but it's okay now,
because i lit the match she gave me as a birthday present
with the musty inverted cross on the centerfold,
and i burned all of the remaining feathers
you jump i jumpit shouldn't be a crime to want to die
but when it comes to you
i'm so fucking glad it is
bad things come in foursi.
there is going to be a time
when you fall in love with someone
you should not fall in love with.
he'll have a startling jaw line and ripped jeans,
black jacket made of real leather,
switching between english and spanish
or english and russian
there's five inhales of whatever was pushed
in front of you
and three cans of cheap beer someone brought,
his hand up your skirt in your best friends bedroom.
your nails will dig into his shoulder blades
next to old scars that have been there longer
than you have.
it won't be romantic when you fight,
rain pouring down, and hell if you were a movie
maybe you'd be making out in it.
instead his eyes are glaring at you,
but he holds you like you're made of glass
and you want to stop fighting.
(you understand now
why parents warn against
the bad-boy stereotype.)
some people think that breakups between total opposites
maybe it's true.
your mum says that she understands,
her knobby fingers clutching your
I Don't Believe in LoveI don't believe in love... Atleast... I don't think I do.
Yet I constantly have to catch myself when I'm thinking about you.
You aren't even mine!
Hopefully this fades with time
'Cause otherwise I'll go insane
Why can't I get you off my mind?
I don't believe in fairy tales or other delusionary fables
Please believe that I'd get over you, if only I were able
I know you're getting angry- believe me, I would too
So, if you could just stop being sweet, I'll try and get over you.
I don't believe in love... Why is that so hard to believe?
Maybe it's because I love you, even though you don't love me.
You make me feel so warm inside
It's kinda strange, but I won't lie
I'd love it if you would be mine
'Cause I think I'll be yours for the rest of my life.
You see me
Your eyes meet mine
So many emotions
And with that
You are gone
But fret not
For your eyes can guide anyone home
FreedThis life has felt sabotaged;
Obliterated; destroyed –
I’ve thought about what’s to come
For the remaining portion,
And dream to keep dreaming.
But ho~! I have found Freedom
In the eyes of Hope.
I feel spoilt with
Joy and redemption –
A conflagration of content.
Despite the things I realise,
Dropping me down lower,
You keep me above the line –
You keep the sanity in,
And the insanity at bay.
I just hope that
One day –
Many days –
I can return
high on life and more than a little love drunk,
our hiatus has reached an end
you've worn out my heart --
it keeps finding its way back into my throat
you've worn out my stomach --
the butterflies still refuse to leave
your kiss reminds me that I'm capable of falling in love
...all over again with you
I'm a work in progress,
you're an overlooked masterpiece
a man with a message,
you're making great time
the sinners have it easy,
it's the saints who do the work
I won't close you in and I won't cut you out
(please do me the same courtesy)
our love is so comfortable
...and this is how it's supposed to be.
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