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Nov 2024 · 74
One Last Touch
Tequilla Nov 2024
I feel foolish,  
Foolish to think you liked me.  
Your eyes told me a story,  
But your words sang a different tune.  

Lost in what I thought was mine,  
A love I conjured in my mind?  
This cannot be true
Did I misread all the signs?  

I longed for you,  
For far too long.  
And now, with distance between us,  
Your arms will never feel the same.  

But if I could touch you one last time,  
Feel your warmth again,  
That fleeting moment,  
Would be all I’d ask for.
Tequilla Nov 2024
My eyes running from your stare,  
a weight too sharp to bear.  
they told you what i couldn’t say,  
and still, I seem so far away.  

your deep brown eyes pull me inside,  
a place where thoughts and silence collide.  
i want to dive, to drift, to be free,  
to lose myself in the depths of your sea.  

those thoughts you hide, unspoken, untold,  
turn into stares, silent but bold.  
your eyes tell a story, a tale to uncover,  
a book i long to read and discover.  

and still, i fear  
the curve of your voice,  
the reach of your hand,  
the next move that will break  
this fragile stillness.  

when will i see you?  
when will i stand still  
and let myself be seen?
Nov 2024 · 78
The Pull Between Us
Tequilla Nov 2024
Your eyes sparkle when you’re happy  
I hadn’t noticed before.  
I usually catch those little details,  
but with you, it’s different.  
Those eyes, so intense,  
so full of emotion,  
tell a story I’m desperate to read.  

Yet, you remain a mystery.  
I remember that look you gave me
innocent,  
but laced with something deeper.  
It felt like you wanted us closer,  
to breathe the same air,  
to let the silence speak.  

But I hesitated.  
Fear kept me rooted,  
and I left you there,  
wondering what could have been.  

Then, I saw you again,  
in that same place,  
the one where we first met.  
Your eyes found mine once more,  
and I felt it, the pull,  
undeniable, magnetic.  

I watched you from afar,  
but I couldn’t stay away.  
When I approached,  
your lips began to move,  
and every word you spoke  
made me want to close the gap,  
to be so near  
that we’d share the same breath.  

I long to taste your words,  
to let my lips speak instead.  
Just say the words,  
tell me you feel it too.  

And when our lips meet,  
time will halt,  
the world will fade,  
and in that moment,  
you’ll know the depths of my desire.
Nov 2024 · 98
A Story in Your Eyes
Tequilla Nov 2024
Lips intertwined  
on a cold day.  
Your sweater, once on me,  
now clings to her.  
I knew you lied  
but your eyes,  
those deep eyes,  
told a story I wish I'd never read.  

Your gaze, now lifeless,  
once held the love I saw,  
a spark that lit your smile  
gone.  
Leaving me to question  
the mirror staring back.
Nov 2024 · 91
Lies in Your Eyes
Tequilla Nov 2024
“The eyes never lie,” they claim,  
But they don’t know you, they don’t know your game.  
I thought I saw truth in the way you’d stare,  
A spark, a feeling that we both shared.  

But those eyes were a mask, a clever disguise,  
Hiding the truth behind practiced lies.  
How can you be so cold, so hollow,  
One day close, the next too far to follow?  

You looked at me like I meant something,  
Then turned away as if I was nothing.  
A flicker of hope you let burn bright,  
Only to vanish, swallowed by night.  

You are nothing but a liar in disguise,  
A heart dressed up in empty eyes.  
They say the eyes can’t deceive or betray
But yours turned my truth into shades of gray.
Nov 2024 · 63
The Body I Mourn
Tequilla Nov 2024
This body, once mine, now feels estranged,  
Scarred and hollow, broken and changed.  
I look at it from somewhere far,  
As if I’m watching a distant star.  

Once, I loved this skin, this frame,  
It held me close, it knew my name.  
But now it feels like a cage, not a home  
A shell I wander, lost and alone.  

I live outside it, ghost-like and cold,  
No longer belonging, no longer whole.  
This body I hate, this body I mourn,  
Once familiar, now weathered and worn.  

I ache for the self I used to know,  
Before these scars, before this shadow.  
I drift, disconnected, silent and numb,  
In a body that no longer feels like my own.
Nov 2024 · 67
Edge of Love
Tequilla Nov 2024
Love is a gamble, you win or you lose,
No in-between, just painful choices to choose.
And if there were, she wasn’t really playing,
Just drifting along, while his heart kept swaying.

She thinks love’s beautiful, yet it cuts like a knife,
She’s sick of never being loved, or not loving enough,
Of feeling like she’s broken, too hard, too tough.

She wonders if it’s worth staying another day.
She’s tired of hurting, tired of the fight,
Her mind is a war that rages at night.

She dreams of letting it go, of silence,
Of peace, from the chaos she knows.
She’s sick of the ache that swallows her whole,
Of feeling like love is something she’ll never control.
Nov 2024 · 89
The Veil
Tequilla Nov 2024
You can’t love someone back to life,  
You can’t love them into loving you,  
And you can’t love someone forever.  

Hiding behind a veil,  
Covering my scars, my fears, my pain  
But no disguise can truly block the view.  

Today, I took off the veil,  
Letting you see through me,  
My raw, unguarded truth.  
I feel exposed,  
Fragile as glass,  
Terrified you’ll run  
Or stay just to judge,  
Your gaze unraveling me, layer by layer.  

And yet you wonder why the veil exists,  
Why I wear it every day.  
It’s people like you  
Who taught me to hide,  
Who made me fear being seen.
Nov 2024 · 107
Trapped in You
Tequilla Nov 2024
I’m angry at myself for loving you still,  
For clinging to dreams against my will.  
I wish I could turn, let my heart walk away,  
But you hold me here in this endless sway.  

I’m losing myself with each longing glance,  
Caught in a web of a hopeless romance.  
I try to forget, but you’re etched in my soul,  
Taking pieces of me you’ll never know.  

I’m mad at my heart for refusing to learn,  
For the way it aches, for the way it burns.  
Lost in the shadows, chasing your light,  
Even as you fade further from sight.  

I want to break free, to reclaim what’s mine,  
But you linger like whispers that blur the line
Between love and pain, hope and despair,  
In this maze you’ve made, I’m trapped in the air.
Nov 2024 · 67
Chasing Air
Tequilla Nov 2024
There’s a hunger in me that whispers your name,  
It’s hard to resist you, harder still to stay,  
An ache that grows each time you look away.  
I reach for you, but you drift like smoke,  
A dream I hold to but never evoke.  

Every day, I tell myself to let go,  
Yet in the silence, your presence grows.
Your silence echoes, cold and clear,  
The world feels like it’s tied to you  
Every sound, every scent, every view.  

I want to turn away, find peace, be free,  
But you’ve become a part of me.  
My heart, unruly, beats in tune  
With a love that’s bound to fall too soon.  

Invisible in your line of sight,  
Yet drawn to you with all my might.  
To love you feels like chasing air  
Impossible, yet I’m always there.  
Yet still, I burn with your unspoken name.
Nov 2024 · 77
A Love I Can't Name
Tequilla Nov 2024
I’m not okay,  
but to say it aloud would tear threads from my skin,  
unravel the mask, let the ache sink in.  
If I admit it, if I say I need you  
I’m left bare, raw, my secrets through,  
exposed and hollow where you belong,  
the empty echo of an unsung song.

I crave you like breath, like life, like a fire,  
a fever beneath, a buried desire.  
I ache for the weight of your unspoken stare,  
the way your eyes linger, hold me there  
they press, they pull, they know me whole,  
seeing the ache I can’t control.

If I could just feel you, your warmth, your touch,  
the quiet promise I crave too much  
maybe I’d be real, maybe I’d be whole,  
instead of this silent, untethered soul.  
But this love, it hangs unsaid, unshown,  
tightens around my heart like stone,  
a need that claws at my bones, my core,  
a hunger that grows yet remains ignored.

Because if I say it, I love you
I can’t take it back, I can’t undo.  
It’s not a whim, nor fleeting lie  
it’s a truth I keep but can’t deny.  
So I hold it close, let silence claim,  
this raw, desperate love without a name,  
a whisper hidden, a longing deep,  
a love I nurture, alone, in sleep.
Nov 2024 · 56
Where He'd Been
Tequilla Nov 2024
He used to look at me,  
eyes meeting mine like secret words,  
quietly folding over our small world.  
A laugh, a smile,  
a glance that lingered just a little longer,  
like we were caught in a whispered story.

But now there’s nothing.  
Days pass like a dimming pulse.  
No messages, no mentions,  
just the cold echo of everything left unsaid.  
The warmth once here has slipped away,  
like it never even happened,  
a memory erased before it had the chance to stay.

I wonder if I imagined it,  
if the closeness was just a flicker in the dark.  
He’s here and gone, like a fading spark.  
And though I wish it would light again,  
I wait in silence, shadows,  
just the ache of where he’d been.
Nov 2024 · 97
The Quiet You Left
Tequilla Nov 2024
You looked through me,  
like there was something you saw,  
just ours, something alive in the spaces between.  
A soft spark, a language in glances,  
the way your smile felt like a hand to hold.

But now it's silence, sharp and sure.  
Days pass, but there's nothing from you  
just the cold weight of words unsaid.  
Not a call, not a trace, not a flicker,  
like you vanished with all that warmth.

Did I misread it all?  
Was it a story I made alone?  
Or did you simply forget  
to hold onto something small and real?  
Here I am, still feeling you there,  
a quiet that only I hear.
Nov 2024 · 88
Hoping He Remembers
Tequilla Nov 2024
When we stood close, it felt like something  
a spark drawn out between shared laughs,  
a touch too slow to let go.  
I saw the way his gaze held,  
like a quiet promise,  
hanging warm in the air, waiting.

But now he’s vanished from my days,  
a light turned off without a word.  
No messages, no calls,  
just a silence thick with everything  
he left behind,  
a ghost where the warmth had been.

Was it real?  
Or did I dream us into life?  
Maybe he was only ever passing through.  
But here I am, holding the memory close,  
hoping that one day, maybe,  
he remembers to look back, too.
Nov 2024 · 85
Cycle of Love
Tequilla Nov 2024
To be loved by a poet  
is to know they see your scars
the parts of you that remain hidden,  
yet still, they choose to stay.

To love  
is to give your heart fully,  
knowing it will break  
and still hoping it will heal.

To cry  
is to drown in the ache,  
caught in the loop of love and loss,  
where tears never truly end.

To go  
is to carry the pain,  
leaving behind what can’t remain,  
but always feeling it in the silence.

To live  
is to rise,  
only to fall again,  
trapped in the cycle of wanting  
what you can’t have.

And to love again  
is to open your heart,  
raw and unguarded,  
because love
it pulls you back  
every time.
Nov 2024 · 77
The Wait...
Tequilla Nov 2024
I fell for your charms,  
for the way you spoke without words,  
for the way your presence lingered  
long after you'd left the room.  
You can resist beauty,  
but never charms like yours.

In your eyes,  
I saw something I wish I hadn’t  
a fire, a hunger,  
a desire that pulled me deeper,  
and now, I crave what I can't have.

The love I feel now  
it’s all that remains,  
but you're no longer here.  
You left, without a trace,  
and I'm left with only the memory of your warmth.

I wait.  
I wait for you to come back,  
for you to realize that I love you  
the way I’ve always loved you  
quietly, steadily,  
like a song you don’t hear  
but can never forget.

I’m ready to love you again,  
but if you are not,  
I’ll wait, just as I’ve waited  
for three long years  
for you to return.  
Because no matter how long it takes,  
I’ll wait for you  
for as long as I need to.
Nov 2024 · 72
Echoes of Him
Tequilla Nov 2024
When he was here, it felt like something real  
the way his eyes lingered,  
the unspoken words we wore like secrets,  
a laugh, a look, a touch just long enough  
to make me think I was seen.

But now he’s faded, a ghost of what he seemed,  
a light snuffed out, no explanation,  
just an empty space where his warmth used to be.  
No calls, no signs, no trace he remembers,  
only the ache of what he left behind.

Did I imagine it?  
Was he only passing through?  
Or did he mean it, too once?  
I hold the memory close,  
a spark I can’t let go,  
listening to the silence he left like an echo.
Nov 2024 · 63
Gamble of Love
Tequilla Nov 2024
Life is ******, it’s truly a mess,  
I mean you’d have to be twisted to love right?
You’re caught in a game that never ends.  
its a cycle almost clinical

Love is a gamble, its either you win or you lose,  
There’s no in-between, just choices to choose.  
And if there were, you weren’t really playing,  
Just drifting along, while the real hearts are swaying.  

As a teen, you’re vulnerable, naive,  
Chasing a dream that’s hard to believe.  
Love can be beautiful, yet it cuts like a knife,  
It’s a dangerous dance, full of chaos

Dive in too deep, and you’ll feel the sting,  
Love is nothing but lies, wrapped in a ring.  
It pulls you in close, then pushes away,  
A truth in the games that we play.
Nov 2024 · 63
Imagined
Tequilla Nov 2024
You looked through me,  
and in that moment, nothing else mattered.  
You stood there, looking,  
as if there was something only you could see,  
something hidden even from me.

The way you smiled, the way I laughed  
it felt like a story we shared,  
like a hand reaching out in the dark.  
I thought maybe, just maybe,  
there was something there.

But now, only silence answers,  
days pass, and there’s nothing from you.  
Did I really feel something that night,  
or was it just the need to believe,  
to hold onto the warmth of your arms,  
to imagine your eyes told a story  
that was only ever mine?

— The End —