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It’s cold and quiet here, sitting on the moon.
Watching as the world spins by, making its rounds.
Even with the stars shining, there’s still a sense of gloom.
The beat of my heart and inflection of my thoughts are the only sounds.

Where are you, sitting on the moon?
Alone, I feel as I rest here, I’m afraid it’s true.
As I lie on the moon, cold and alone, I've begun to feel attune.
Though I’m afraid feeling alone would not change if I were with you.

A strange place to be, sitting on the moon.
You can rest with me if you’d like, this isn't beguile.
Though I am afraid we would not be able to commune,
I would not mind if you came by the moon and stayed awhile.


It’s cold and quiet here, sitting on the moon.
I've never felt more content than I do on this grey mound.
I would not mind a silent visit, even if you just passed through.
And as I took my final breath, I couldn't help but smile,
Sitting on the moon.
And the ocean begs as the sand asks him not to stay.
"Please just give me a chance, I will wash all your flaws away.
You really have no idea how lucky we are,
Wounds this deep would normally scar."

But the shore resists him with each attempt that he makes,
She denies and watches as his waves crash and they break.
He didn't know why he kept trying so hard.
But wounds this deep normally scar.
Okay,
Riddle me this...
No wait,
Riddle me that...
No, how about
We skip all the riddles
And get down to the facts.

No... actually,
I don't care for the facts,
Just give me the truth.
Wait... I don't want the truth,
Just give me your view.

No... don't,
Just don't say a word.
I'd rather sit in silence
And have to wonder.

So skip all the riddles,
And skip all the facts.
Skip past the truth
And your view,
I don't want any of that.

Truthfully... I don't want to know.
Something's are better left unsaid
Ignorance is bliss,
And bliss is all that fills my head.

So lie if you have to,
Lie if you must,
Just make sure I don't know
The truth between us.
I need a tailor, but a very specific kind
one who can stitch back together my heart and mind
it seems luck to me wasn't all that kind
Because now I've found myself again in a bind

What can you do when the crush that crushed you likes someone else but that someone else is just as close to you?
should you give up on it or go ahead with gusto and try to improve on it?

Should you make an honest effort and lay my cards on the table
my heart has been stabbed broken damaged and hurt before... am I able?
The one who got away
crossed my heart with steps so soft-
I'm holding my breath
just to hear them.
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