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bcg poetry Jan 2015
one day we're going to see each other again
and we'll go out to eat to catch up

and you'll be trying to decide what to pick off the menu
     because you've always been indecisive when ordering

and I'll have already chosen what I wanted
     because I always pick out what to have before I get to the restaurant

and you'll chose and I'll order and you'll talk and I'll laugh and the food will come

and I won't be able to eat

Because throughout the whole night, all the thinking and the talking and the laughing

the whole time

all I have been thinking about is the way you used to look at me
bcg poetry Jan 2015
I've been waiting for you for so long
That I forgot
I'm still waiting for the man I hoped you'd be.
bcg poetry Jan 2015
Hi
"Hi. I uh was scrolling through the note section of my phone, looking for a song I had written awhile back, and I saw all of the notes I had written while we were together.
Some of them were funny things you said that I wanted to remember. Some of them were sweet things you said that I wanted to remember.
And yeah it was kinda hard seeing those, but I was fine you know? I got through that fine. But then I started seeing the stories I had written down. Stories of things I had done or seen. But I hadn't written them down for me.
They were stories to tell you later.
But this time I read through them and I, you know, chuckled and stuff at the different encounters with strangers or odd family members.
And there was just something really poetic about enjoying these stories myself. Stories that I had compiled for you.
And I just wanted to say that I think today was maybe the first big step in the long journey of getting over you. "
bcg poetry Jan 2015
all the way down the coast
from washington to new york
from manhattan to conneticut

you were the one I wanted to be walking next to

from trusting to needing
from loving to leaving
it was you it was you it was you

I want you I want you
I kept saying
I want you I want you

but the years in between us were great
and the miles even greater

so I let go I let go
I let myself let go of you

because I'm stupid enough to believe you'll find your way back to me
bcg poetry Jan 2015
what keeps me hanging on
you want to know what keeps me hanging on
you and i existed in a world of "somedays," "next times," and "just for nows."

we never got the chance
you and i could exist in a world of "todays," "tomorrows," and "forevers."

but we never got the chance.

i keep hanging on because i'm waiting for the day when i can roll over in the morning and see your face and there is no countdown in the back of my mind.

it’s just you and i and “i love yous,” “tell me somethings,” and “have a good days.”
bcg poetry Jan 2015
I've heard people say, "You know you're in love when all the songs make sense."
Well after loving you I know that to be untrue.

I've been with many people and I understood what the songs were saying.

I knew I was in love when none of the songs could encapsulate the way I felt. I had to write my own songs. There was no combination of notes or words already in the universe that explained what I knew to be true.

Thank you for teaching me that when you're in love; the songs don't just make sense.

You feel so much when you’re in love, you have to write your own songs.
bcg poetry Jan 2015
I asked you, "Are you happy?"
And you replied, "I still have some semblance of balance but it's ebbing away."

And I'm stuck here wondering, "Then why won't you let me make it stay?"
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