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mg Jul 2014
I've just realized how alone i am.
mg Jul 2014
"1. I was drunk off ****** ***** he was tall and looked like a boy I used to love. I pressed my forehead against the glass window and told him I loved being high up and he told me to come back to bed where it was dark and warm and I couldn’t see all the lights and the little people swarming 63 floors down. he told me his little brother’s name and I used to remember it. I’ve forgotten by now.
2. he kissed me tasting like tequila and trying to make me something that I wasn’t. he kissed me because I was there and he didn’t want to hurt my feelings. writing about him makes my blood stand still I think I’ll stop before my arteries start to clog.

3. I was ******* a cherry lollipop and feeling like ******, he was throwing his shoulders back and thinking about soccer season. I put my lollipop in his mouth and he said “why don’t we have this conversation walking”. under the trees at night before the cops shut the party down he put his hands up my shirt and then got bored when I wouldn’t **** him with my mouth. sometimes when I see him I smile a little like “maybe…if you had waited another minute…”

4. I took the L train to Brooklyn it was hot and sticky and I was worried he wouldn’t like my hair. when I wandered into the bar I didn’t recognize him until he touched my shoulder. he said he didn’t like sleeping because it was boring and he stuck his fingers in hot wax and he rolled me a cigarette and then apologized when I told him I’d quit last yeah but I’d smoke it anyway. his apartment was full of stupid art and I don’t know why he never texted me back. maybe he found out I was too young for him. maybe when I kissed him he tasted high school on my lips.

5. he was hands, hands, hands, touching me in the shallow water of a man-made lake. he was in my hair and falling into wet sand his lips were all over my chest he murmured “don’t leave me what am I going to do without you.” I left the next day. “you’ll be fine.” I wish he had left bruises on my skin but he is far too kind for that and he calls his little cousins cook, short for cookie.”



a.n. &m.g;.
mg Jul 2014
2:03 AM

i feel okay


when you say you love me.




m.g.
  Jun 2014 mg
jeffrey conyers
Keep him.
Keep him, if he's your personal protection.
Especially, if he protects your heart.

When danger emerges upon you.
And you should ever call upon him.
And he appears to safe guard you.
Keep him.
If he protects your heart.

Some of the greatest guys are allowed to leave.
Then after gone the woman wants to grieve.
Never telling him the most vital or important things.

Listen.
While you have the moment.
Think.
Think hard.
While you sitting and wondering.

List all his personal qualities.
And you will come to the conclusion.
To why you should keep him.
Especially, if he protects your heart.

Cause after all the questions asked of you.
Your only answer can be to them.
That you kept him.
Kept him because he protected your heart.

He took the burden.
He wear the scars.
Just to keep you from harm.
mg Jun 2014
and i think the saddest part is
that i thought i had a chance
with someone like you
the thought that
you might be different with me
the thought that
you might go for someone like me
these are just the few lot
of many thoughts
i have when loneliness
consumes me
but all they are, are thoughts
that disappear with the image
of me and you.




m.g. & a.o
mg Jun 2014
hello friends
how can you
not notice
the life
the light
the love
slipping from my dull
eyes
hello friends
how can you
not notice
that i choose
to wear
long sleeves
in the hot
summer weather
hello friends
how can you tell
me that
everything is going to be okay
when my doctor says
not to tell anyone that
because you honestly don't know
if it's going to be okay
because you aren't in
their situation
hello friends
how can
you not notice
me slipping from
your grasp.




m.g.
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