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Delilah Summers Jan 2014
Nobody should love you more than you love yourself.
Nobody will love you more than you love yourself.
So please baby, please love yourself so dearly.
Die for your own happiness.
Do anything to make yourself seem more worthy,
more worthy of your own love.
Never let a silly little boy make you feel worthless.
Never accept yourself as just a *** object,
because the boy that just asked you to hook up with him won't make you feel better
won't fill that empty space in your heart
won't make you feel loved again.
It's all up to you.
You're strong
You're beautiful
You're mighty
You're capable of being loved the way you love
But it's all up to you.
Delilah Summers Jan 2014
Remember the girl you fell in love with?
Yes, her.
Selfish
Shallow
Heartless
Slowly changing her into someone who would care for you
Someone who will accept you for all the traits that she had
She cared
She cried
She let herself fall in love
Then what happened?
You left her all alone
Broke her
Telling her you love her but cannot treat her well
She cared
She cried
She let herself fall in love
Now she grew up
She's moving on
She's not selfish
She's not shallow
She's not heartless
She cared
She cried
She let herself fall in love
Now she left you
You're all alone
You're nothing without her
So why did you not realize this before you left her?
You're calling her phone
You're texting her
You're crying
You didn't care
You're crying
*She fell out of love
Delilah Summers Jan 2014
One shot
You
Two shots
You
Every time I try to forget about you, you come back to me
Three shots
You
Four shots
You
Please come back to me because I cannot seem to forget you
I need you to believe that I am okay
You make me okay
Five shots
Us
Six shots
*Forever
Delilah Summers Jan 2014
They ask me what it is about you that keeps me around
I've always been the type to forget
Forget my first breakup
My first kiss
But I cannot seem to forget the ring to your voice when you first said I love you
Sat there in silence, cherishing that moment
We were just fools but we were in love.
You were in love.
I was in love.
Everyone saw it in our eyes.
Everyone saw it in our actions.
Everyone heard it in our voices.
But tonight felt like the first time you told me you loved me
Staring at my phone thinking about the risk I'm taking
Is it honestly the end?
That moment when I lost all hope I love you
I love you too.
Delilah Summers Jan 2014
My fingers running through your hair, your ears placed exactly on my chest so you could hear my heartbeat. your fingers are tapping my shoulder in sync with my heartbeat, and you telling me to "slow down" thinking it was somehow possible for me defy the laws of nature…loving you. loving you was real, almost natural. Brought up believing that love only existed with Jasmine and Aladdin, But this time, it was me and you. The way your eyes would warm me up with the look filled with love, almost telling me that it will last; now just a distant memory filled with self pity and hate for every time I paused before I said "I love you too". Every lost opportunity to numb my pain with your lips and warm touch. The last time I could wake up in the middle of the night to look at your peaceful face, with a faint smile on your face as if knowing that this is where we belong, together forever in the safe presence of the dark figures now haunting my memory.
Delilah Summers Jan 2014
“Skin against skin is what I like best” are the words that have been ringing through my ears this whole time you were gone. What about heart to heart, love to love, promises that were never kept. Sitting alone in my room contemplating a way to fix my life as if it all revolved around you. Sleepless nights seem to be a norm for the broken hearted. Emotional abuse brought out by nobody but the person I thought I loved most, myself. How could one have so much power over a soulless beast that found love for materialistic pleasures and burning everything standing in its way through words like daggers? Your promises now a melody playing through my head, hope turning into burning sorrow and regret, giving life no meaning.

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