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Elli Sep 2014
she said "goodbye"
and he didn't realize that
she never really say that word;
unbeknownst to him that it will be the last thing she will say to him.
so he said "goodbye" too,  but didn't find out it was final until the next day.
Elli Sep 2014
everything is the past,
the time i wrote the first line is already a history.
the moment i blinked after this word is already gone,
they are all in the past.

the world you know changes constantly,

blink

blink

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the world you knew already changed once you finish reading this line
and life works that way.

so I don't see why you stress over something that happened an hour ago, or maybe a week ago, sometimes even 2 years ago.
they are already in the past,
simply a memory engraved in our minds,
haunting us from the future.

and then we have tomorrow
or maybe the next hour,
a history that hasn't been written,
shouldn't you worry about that?
and it's okay to look behind from time to time,
just remember you are not the same even just an hour ago.
  Sep 2014 Elli
Julia O'Neary
Dear New Love,
Why do I call you New Love?
Does this imply that
There is Old Love, that
love has an expiration date.

Dear Old Love,
Why is the memory of you
still clinging to my sheets?
It's not that I miss you
It's not that I want you
back, but I crave that
feeling from when our
love was young,
When I was innocent.

Dear New Love,
I’m scared, sorry.

Dear Old Love,
I am not sorry.

Dear New Love,
I need you to understand
that I am very good at
being alone, that I
have turned off the
parts of myself that make
me loveable.
I stopped watering
My gardens and my flowers
Have all died
That I am afraid to
fall because I
know how it feels
to not be caught.

Dear Old Love,
Thank you for not
Catching me.

Dear New Love,
Please be patient.
Walk slowly with me
through this city, let
the crowds run past
we will catch up.
Hold my hand.
I'll keep your promise
within the space between
us, for it's not distance
it's love.

love,
Julia
Elli Sep 2014
I thought you were my angel sent from above
to make this misery end,
and to be the bright light that shines upon my darkness.
But even lucifer was an angel too.
lucifer was referred as "morning star" in the Old Testament.
Elli Sep 2014
He loves the girl who smiles and tell jokes,
who would bother him from time to time
yet he still finds it attractive.
He loves the girl who is clever and creative,
someone whose ideas you will grow to love.
He cannot stop talking to her because she is simply charming,
who he finds so mysterious because he can never guess what
she's thinking.

I am sad and pathetic,
totally not clever or charming.
My mood is a roller coaster that seems to bother you so much.
Smiles that don't reach my eyes because they're filled with tears.
I am nothing but trouble,
and a wreck whose life has no direction.
but I am her, and she is me.



(i'll probably delete this later b/c it's not good)
Elli Sep 2014
When I miss you at 3 AM
I don't want to go to sleep
because at times like this
my dreams would be the same,
I would dream of kissing you
and holding your hand,
I'll tell a joke
and I wake up to the sound of your laugh
as if you were actually in my room
but it's just a dream,
yet i'm still breathless
because it felt so real;
and I wanted to call you
to simply hear your voice
but it's 3AM
and you're probably asleep
and you're the reason why I haven't sleep well in a week
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