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 Dec 2012 bethiem
Sam Hutcherson
Verse 1
This moment is perfect
But i'm lost for words
I know that i seem hollow
We both know you aren't her
Everything about you
Should seem so perfect
So i just regret
Because you're amazing
I just can't let
You waste your time loving me
You aren't the girl i want you to be.

Chorus
You're my paper valentine
For one day you'll be mine
But then i'll fade away
And i want you to be fine
Someday you'll know
This was for the better
And i'll just wonder
Why i let her (go)

Verse 2
I know that this is awful
But i can't wish you pain
I don't want to hurt you
But you say here it goes again
I can't take it all
All i'll put you through
I just can't love you
So let you go
And finally let you
Spread your wings and fly away
You're better off now that you can say

Chorus
You're my paper valentine
One day that you'll be mine
But after that, i can't stay
But i need you to be fine
Someday you'll look back
And not care what we could have had
All you'll remember is i stepped aside
And i hope that you'll be glad

Bridge
Baby it hurts me too
To know i made you cry
But i did it to
Protect you from the lies
You're perfect for me
But we cannot be
Happy together
Because of her
You can't bear
To twist the knife
But its her, who saved my life

Verse 3
I don't have the answer
To what will happen next
All i can do is
Wish you all the best
On paper you are
The best fit for me
But thats all i can see
This love's on paper
And you need to be
free from this raging nightmare
Because i'd never ever be there

Chorus
You're my paper valentine
But the stars just don't align
For me i might have found her
For you, you'll have your time
Tomorrow's better now that i
was able to stop all the lies
And now i have to say good bye
Goodbye

Closer
I hope you understand
The way i am inside
The only thing i can do
Is admit to all my lies
But tomorrow's always another day
And you'll be happy, we'll be okay
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Sarah Ann Brown
Cold, damp tiles beneath the patter of my feet
Panicked breath caught between blurring faces
The sweet scent of baking is not welcome any more
The noise, the beeping, the beeping, the beeping
Where did you go when your hand lost mine?
Wheels whirring round me, an obstacle in their course
Beads of condensation clinging to every inch of glass
The sweet scent of raw meat, bleeding into my nostrils
Repetition, the aisles, the aisles, the aisles
Where did you go that's so far out of sight?
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Sarah Ann Brown
Your hand brushed against mine, heat slithered up my thigh,
A python of mystery and allure, temptations offering more.
I tried to avoid your eyes, to avoid facing all those lies,
But I wanted us to burn, deep into the sheets, igniting skin,
Skin on fire, liar liar, pants on fire.

I wanted nothing more, than to send you up in flames
Smoke dancing around your lungs, tightening your chest
The way I couldn't breathe, when you played such cruel games.
I longed for your eyes to sting, in a way you couldn't rest
Eyes on fire, liar liar, pants on fire.

And when we come up for air, with sweat upon our brows,
But not enough to put these flames out,
I hope you inhale the way you made me feel
And I'll watch it lick you, the way I didn't any more,
Into the sorriest ashes, smouldering on the floor,
Skin on fire, liar liar, pants on fire.
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Jesse E
It's funny.
the cold of the ocean spray seems
a soothing absolution
even after you've tried drowning
(nearly drowned)
washing ashore.
And lying there,
with fresh night sky above, eternal & steady,
even the salt seems sweet and the sand soft.
Each wet breath aches,
but you breathe anyway,
forcing down the good
you know fills the air.
And before you make your way
(back to the world,
your friends and family,
your responsibilities )
it is enough to lay
and count the stars
like blessings in your life.
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Jesse E
And I've been told my heart beats quite loudly in my chest,
but I say it's just trying to talk to you.
The words fall easy when your ear is pressed,
listening for the murmur but, at this distance (and it feels so far)
it's fighting to be heard. I see no solution other than:
Come lay with me and let me whisper my
proclamations & palpitations
that have collected while you were away
as you fall asleep.
 Dec 2012 bethiem
THE PYRΦ
A thing of beauty caught my eye
left me breathless for a while
mesmerizing was her smile
dark secret she withheld in those  luscious eyes
till eternity i'll miss the glimpse
of the girl with strawberry lips.
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Merce Bri
Distance
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Merce Bri
If only it was just
one staircase
two hallways and
five doors
keeping us from each other...
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Merce Bri
Spaces
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Merce Bri
What is between fingertips when they refuse to touch?
air? Electricity? Unspoken words and promises? Feelings better left denied or not felt at all?
All the things I want from you but that I will never get? And the reasons I wont ever have them?

I watch your fingers play with a ball of paper, kneading it between your digits like fresh baked bread.
Mine do the same with my key. I pretend not to notice your hands, you most likely really don't see mine.
I wonder if you imagine my skin, instead. I know I imagine yours.

This simultaneous obliviousness this awkward use of fingers meant to caress and touch and interact.
This silent agreement to ignore our desires. This goes against every instinct I've ever felt.

I want to reach out for your nimble fingertips, to feel the roughness of them. I don't. I look down at my lonely hands.
They will never be strong enough to break the unbreakable.
 Dec 2012 bethiem
Merce Bri
That our two girls have
my eyes (my mother's eyes)
heavens skin
A laugh like bubbling brooks and butter
flies for smiles
Hands small enough to hold
Tears of bluebirds but
big enough to hold our dreams

The boy, however
Always has your eyes
Gold and Wide, like fields of wheat blowing
and your hair, like a thunderstorm
and your laugh ,that catches raindrops
and your smile
that one day will capture a half
beating  heart like
his mother's
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