Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Eris Jan 2015
You were my almost maybe
My daily dose of reality
And that is all you ever will be
Hayley Jan 2015
Sitting all alone in my basement
With less than an hour til 2015

Lying to myself by making
Resolutions

Still, I tell myself
I will be a better person

What.
*******.
*******.
Happy new years!
crystallaiz Dec 2014
No matter how hard I try
or how much you show
it's undeniable truth
that in the end
we're just parallels
who happened to be rather close.
(it's not nice hearing almost
when someone else got their
forever with you)
It ***** when you feel? But it's tomorrow!! the 13th of December. Please be happy, and don't forget us TT
Samantha Marie Dec 2014
things you said to me while drunk

1. I remember all of our moments.
2. I'm very…generous.
3. I guess we'll have to wait and see.
4. It's our first time.
5. We're going to my room.
6. You aren't drunk enough.
7. Good night, Sam.



things I said to you while drunk**
1. Come over.
2. I'm not trying to ****** you.
3. I guess we will…
4. I was just trying to be nice.
5. It doesn't matter.
6. You have a problem.
7. I think I miss you.
sort of a weird poem. basically a collection of unrelated moments from relationship that never was. a  list of things i can't forget.
s Nov 2014
little bumps
occasional texts
inside jokes
subtle sparks
tiny smiles
sudden kisses

and then

nothing
you leave me breathless
s Oct 2014
those crinkles in your eyes
when you smile
or laugh uncontrollably

that knowing look
when you turn to check
to see if i'm having fun

these times when it's just us
and i love it
but i don't know what you think

this little bubble between us
of almost closeness
that i wish i could burst
to the last letter of the alphabet and the first thing i wish i could take back
Lauren Batchelor Oct 2014
Dry comfort this,
That losing reads bitterly against
Both our tongues.
Lauren Batchelor Oct 2014
Devotion was  a moment
When I loved you for existing,
For breath and sleep and talk.

It exists, still.
Somewhere deep away from you,
Or it will revive and burn
Just watching you sit.
Lauren Batchelor Oct 2014
A lovely night.
Perched on porch rails,
Beautiful in half-light is my man.
Come crickets: Spell and spill a symphony
As I watch him,
Living in a glow which is not mine,
No, never; Earth is not so generous
With me.
Next page