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Kendall Rose Dec 2014
I didnt lose anything the day that you kissed my red lips,
told me that you liked them swollen this color instead of painted it.
I didn’t lose anything when you kissed down my neck and across my collar bone and all the way down into my soul.
I don’t think I lost anything the day we kicked off our socks and shoes and shimmied out of our jeans
When we crawled under the covers and into each others hearts,
whispering words that I can still feel againt my skin long after your touch has faded.
Christmas lights casting shadows that I chased across your jaw
Legs tangled and fingers twined,
we were more laughter and love
patience and passion
imperfection and beauty than I had ever felt in myself alone.
I don’t think I lost anything;
some part of myself that my mother was always telling me to protect.
*I think I may have even grown.
Why do people say "losing" your virginity??  You aren't losing a part of yourself, you aren't giving it away. So please stop telling me that this is something bad, something I should wait for; safe & consensual *** is a GOOD THING
Jellyfish Nov 2014
Why does everyone want to lose it?
Isn't it supposed to be somewhat sacred?
I've always thought so.
It's too bad that mine was stolen from me.
yokomolotov Nov 2014
under the glint
of a  hook
of a pale moon

from a black
pane
in a white room

the place
the pace
and the pierce

that welcomed
honor and
cherished allure

the cold
thought and night
like a mirror
Hannah Nov 2014
her naked body
splayed across her bed
arms wrapped against his lean muscular body
breathing in sync
exhale, inhale
body against body
the glass wall now broken
shattering barriers between them
collecting their uncertain love
fusing them together as one
a love unbroken;
solidified,
now has formed
every move he makes
like nothing she's ever experienced
left afterwards to rest
against his body
head against his heart
thumping, fast
then slowing down
like a butterfly wing's flutter
when sleep enfolds him in its arms
and comforts him, simultaneously as she,
oh how that night felt
with him
and oh how she misses
his once undying love,
because that night
and that burning love
has now turned to embers
and blown away with the gusts of wind,
never to be seen again
yearning to be with him
she knew that night meant forever
a bond to never be broken
but he didn't seem to realize this
and broke everything they ever had
like a crack in a line
a hole in a heart
and now scattered embers
blow across the earth
never to be ignited again
September
Savannah N Nov 2014
perfectly soft, cascading hair
crest of a neck so real
stripped of all innocence laying bare
words could never heal
on her sleeves, emotions to wear
silence of the night thick to feel
never would she be the same
only loneliness -herself remain

walking through the halls
facing all her peers
no one would ever know at all
her watermark of tears
couldn't tell she'd built a wall
to keep inside her fears
would never let one break it down
comfortable inside her frown

looking now inside to face herself at last
she's battling demons now, demons all her own
rising triumph threatens to destroy her happy past
tearing ripping swallowing up what was once her home
emptiness consumes her, left in a field so vast
why me now this? all questions left unknown

never would she be the same
only loneliness -herself remain
Hannah Nov 2014
She lay there beside him
cradled in his arms
warmth radiating from him
seeping into her veins
flowing through her blood
creating a blissful peace
an ecstasy like induced state
because he was her drug
blurring the hard edges into soft lines
mixing her dreams with reality
a sleepwalking state of pure rapture
and so she thought
that getting high off of his love
was something she will never
regret.
will you ever come back?
Hannah Nov 2014
you swept me up in your arms
like a prince charming
kidnapping his Cinderella’s heart;
my heart
you loved me like no other man could
treated me like I was your everything
your moon and stars
your universe contained in a single teenage girl;
me
you took everything I had to offer
everything I had to give was yours
because I loved you;
I did, truly did
but time could only tell when this would end;
a painful end,
filled with lies and misery
you took my everything
and threw it away as if it were nothing
what we did, I did out of total love
as one should do
but apparently none of that meant anything to you in the end
your love tore into pieces from
certain things in life that tried to drag you down
and part of you wasn’t strong enough,
you played the devil’s game
and changed who you were,
left me with a million pieces
of my own broken, tattered heart,
to piece back together
one
by one
I want this love to last forever
but you don’t
I will fight til the end
please don’t forget us,
never lose those beautiful memories
for they are what keep me alive
a space we have created in these past days
will hopefully end
and what we had will hopefully
resurface
and if not
I love you,
don’t you dare forget that
Sully Oct 2014
We will never laugh the same again.
We'll still laugh, deep and long, convulsive, a beast of its own mind in us, tickling out each particle of air to leave a rumpled heap of aftershocks.
We'll still laugh, but it won't be at once. It won't be as one.
It won't be like two happily nodding ***** users seeing the glint of the drug in the other's eye. Sharing something made better for the sharing.
Preeminently aware of every nerve in sweating skin brushing sweating skin.
We won't laugh like we did at the final snap of a strained, and fraying tether to the rest of the world.

We were laughing for want of something to say. Laughing to say what words can't. Laughing at the joy and absurdity of finding such joy in something so near and dear.

And we laughed out of more than a little fear.
So fearful of being laid bare, scraped clean of subtle lies and omitted truths.

We can still enjoy ourselves.
But it will never be that same fearsome, roaring, glorious unknown.
my head is back with you
beside you,
warm on your lonely pillow
of torn cotton and women,

when you grabbed me,
with hands calloused from strings
and steering wheels,
and brought me back to life,
i thought you were god.
i owed you that,
anyways.

and when im floating in our universe,
let the seawater of your body
rush in,
i have nothing but love.
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