What Is Love? A little over six months ago, a boy who was interested in me at the time asked me what I thought love was. "What do you think love means? What does being in love mean to you?" he asked. Of course, the first thing that came to my mind was a face. Not his face. Someone else's face. Someone I'd been trying to convince myself I hadn't been in love with for the past six months.What Is Love?1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
I didn't tell him what immediately popped into my head, although I did answer him. And I answered him honestly. "Love is wanting to be with someone all the time," I replied. "Love is the pain you feel when that person is gone for even five minutes." I rattled off a dozen or so more things that constituted love as love in my eyes.
"Love is when you care about someone else's happiness more than your own."
"Love is when you want the best for someone."
"Love is when nothing else matters to you more than being there for that other person."
"Love means never leaving, even when things get really hard."
I Will Keep on SmilingI will keep on smilingI Will Keep on Smiling6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even if it hurts
I will hide my pain
So not to burden you
I promised not to be selfish
To not take your precious time
Just to help fix me
You are more important
So I will keep on smiling
I will take your burdens
Pile them onto mine
I will carry them for the both of us
And I will keep on smiling
Even if the pain is unbearable
It’s worth it just to see you happy
I’d rather feel this pain now
Than feel the pain of losing you
What Hurts the MostThere have been cutsWhat Hurts the Most2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And so very much more
But what hurts the most
Is 'what might have been'
all i wanted was you.hello there,all i wanted was you.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i used to think i was
only alive at night, i
only ever lived in my
dreams, but as i've grown
older i've come to realize
dreams don't last like
we think they do.
i'll stay until morning,
and never come back.
i gave up on everything i
ever wanted because you
told me you'd come back,
you swore you'd be there
when i got home, you
gave me a sense of security
i had never had nor will
i ever have again.
i'll be there until you need me,
then you'll never see me again.
i guess this comes with growing up,
there's something to be said for
people who are able to live so long
in a world that takes all you have
and gives you nothing, they say with
age comes experience and knowledge,
but how do we gain knowledge except
through our times when we find our-
selves broken and lying on the floor
of a bathroom we've never been to
i've waited forty years, maybe fifty,
just waiting by my window, hoping you'd come home.
i used to believe in angels,
i used to believe in love, i b
On My MindI can't help it.On My Mind1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can hear your laugh.
I can smell your skin.
I can see your smile when I close me eyes.
I can't help it.
I can feel your arms around me.
I can taste the sweetness of the kiss i imagine is yours.
I just can't help it!
Love LetterDear You,Love Letter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm pretty sure you've heard this before, but I love you. Your smile is adorable. You make me laugh when you don't even try. I love seeing you-it makes my day. I know people have told you how I feel before many, many, many times. I can't help but wonder what all of those comments make you think. I'm hoping you think I'm sweet, nice, caring. Not what others have said-creepy, freaky, disgusting. I try my hardest to impress you. I can't help but wonder what kind of impression I'm leaving on you. Is it good? Bad? Am I leaving any impression at all? Do you notice me? Am I ignored? Do you like me? Am I your friend? Do you love me? Question after question floats around in my mind. Wondering if my attempts are working. I try to make you smile like you do for me. I gave you my heart, and so far, you're keeping it safe and unbroken, repairing it when it's needed. You do a very good job of keeping it protected. I'm hoping that one day, maybe, someday, I'll be doing the same for you
Let Me Carry YouHush said the angelLet Me Carry You1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Don't be lonely anymore
I'm here right beside you
Like so many times before
Time and again
I'll be here to fill your heart
Tonight I'm gonna show you
We're never far apart
Hush said the angel
You can tell me like it is
'Cos I'm not here to judge you
All I offer you is this
Time and again
I'll be here to fill your dreams
Tonight I'm gonna show you
Love is closer than it seems
Let me carry you
Let me be the one
Let me carry you
I can be the one
Let me care for you
I can heal the pain until it's gone
Let me carry you so you can carry on
Let me carry you so you can carry on
Love LetterDear ______,Love Letter1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I never thought I would fall for someone.
I've seen people in love, and I've seen them go through the pains of heartbreak and rejection, so I promised myself I would never set myself up for that kind of wound.
I've seen people in love go to the other extreme, where they get stupid, get taken advantage of, get sappy to the point where none of their friends want to be around them, so again I promised myself I would never let my judgement be clouded.
I told myself that love, especially teen love, is fickle, false, and pointless.
And then you know what happened? I met you.
I met you. So simple when you look at it like that, one tiny sentence, three little words.
Amazing how much it changed.
It was not love at first sight. Love at first talk might be a more fitting expression.
Once I got to know you, I found you to be funny, smart, simply radiant, despite all of your problems and all of your pain.
Once I got you out of your shell, I was surprised, even taken aback, by how livel
Waiting for HimI’m praying, watching, waiting,Waiting for Him1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For that special guy,
Wondering what he’s like,
What he loves to do,
Who he is...
For now I’m just going to wait,
I know it’ll never be too late,
Something pure, beautiful, a glimpse of the wonder Above,
He’s going to be the guy,
Who’ll walk the long path of life with me,
Who will have morals and a pure heart,
Treat me with respect and hold the door open for me,
Love me and make me feel special,
He’s not going to be perfect; we’re only human, after all,
But my standards are high,
Rightly so, for I shall not give myself away to just anyone,
He’s going to love children, because so do I,
He’s going to hold my hand till the day I die,
To walk with me the final path into Heaven,
So I’m just going to wait and watch,
And pray for that special guy.
Life Sucks, So DieI may not be nice,Life Sucks, So Die1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may not be kind,
But there is something
On my mind.
It is something
That I must share;
It is the reason
Why life isn't fair.
Life may not be kind,
Life may not be nice,
But it is what it is and that
Has to suffice.
We don't get a choice;
Life is just this
And we are forced to rejoice.
We must be thankful
For every and all
awesome and awful;
The rise and the fall.
It could be worse,
You could be in a hearse,
But what if that's what you want?
What if that's you're dream;
If it makes you smile and beam?
Then you're an outcast,
And the won't let you leave.
And your life just got worse.
Never-land.Never-land.Never-land.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let's runaway to Never-land.
Let's do it; just you and me.
We wont have to look back again,
we'll finally be truly free.
We won't be forced to surrender
or face the problems here.
We'll carve a new place for our own
And let the world just disappear.
We'll face pirates, ghosts, and fairies.
And dream our nights away.
Wont grow old, be forgotten or perish.
so promise me you'll stay.
We'll lead a band of vagabonds.
And climb up through the trees.
We'll fly kites till our discretion
all in the summer breeze.
Time will stop in time for dreaming.
And we'll never be hurt again.
We'll be happy and comforted
so come on lets go my friend.
We'll face our OWN reality
and be spared from a dying world.
Within our place of fantasy
the red carpet's been unfurled.
Take my hand my dear one
the adventures are waiting now.
Just jump into the magic
I promise I'll show you how.
You see you are all I need.
In this world of imperfection
I'll show you a life of happiness
free of tu
What is LoveI won’t pretend to know what love truly isWhat is Love10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is an irrational feeling
That gives people the excuse to put themselves in painful situations
To be upset over and over again
And so that at the end of the day they can still say they 'love' someone
Love is power
You give someone complete control over you
Give them the key to a part no one else knows
And they seem to throw it away
Love is a delusion
It’s not all who do that
There are the faithful few
But for others
The heartbreak and loss and torment
Comes time and time again.
And every time they hope
Love is fantasy
That the next will have a different ending
The fairy tale story of prince and princess
Will finally be theirs.
Love is poison
It rips at you and hurts you
And for what?
The kisses and hugs
Happy trivial feeling of having had SOMETHING
Love is a pain
It keeps everyone blind
Willing to face the fire again
I Need You.What if I need you to stop me?I Need You.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
What if I need you to stop me making myself sick for the fifth time today?
What if I need you to stop me running that razor across my wrist tonight?
But I've got to not need you anymore...
Where are you?
Where are you when I swallow all those pills?
Where are you when I run out of a classroom bursting into tears?
But you're not here for me anymore...
Who can I talk to?
Who can I talk to when I don't want to eat for four days?
Who can I talk to when I can't take things anymore?
But you don't really care anymore....
Who can give me that support?
Who's going to tell me it's okay to be scared?
Who's going to give me that hug when I'm shaking?
But not you, because my problems aren't your responsibility anymore...
But now I am alone.
And I can't feel this way.... Not anymore.
Yours On MinePut your hand on mine;Yours On Mine9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Make our fingers intertwine.
Let me live inside your eyes,
And paint their color on the skies.
Put your lips on mine;
Bite the bottom one, it's fine.
Let me taste the way you kiss,
And feel the way our tongues can twist.
Put your chest on mine;
Lay on me and start to grind.
Let me melt into your touch,
Don't let go I'm in no rush.
Put your heart on mine;
Love me 'til the end of time;
Let me feel the way you love,
My angel sent from up above.
Being meNever to fit inBeing me10 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Held back by society
Writing sets me free
I hate you.I know, and I'm sorry. It's kinda complicated, but please promise me you won't push yourself, it'll make it worse. You'll understand soon. XxI hate you.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No. Don't give me this crap. You know it just makes me pissed at you. Can't you just explain what you're on about for once?
I know, I'm sorry. And I know you're not going to forgive me for this, but please try to understand. It'll be better for everyone if I do it, it's the only way I can think of right now. Please be happy. Xxxx Love you.
I hate it when you do this. Sometimes I don't know why I bother when all I get is riddles. It's not fair.
I know. But I do this so I don't have to worry about you trying to prevent it. You'll get it all in a few days. Xxxx Love you.
I hate you.
I'm always surprised by how much I hate you.
How you still have this power over me,
How you still know exactly how to play me.
You knew me better than anyone else,
So at least you learned something about me,
Hurt MeHurt me and I'll cry,Hurt Me9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hurt me and I'll bleed,
Hurt me and I'll die,
Hurt me, you will see.
Hurt me, I can't sleep,
Hurt me, I can't eat,
Hurt me, I can't concentrate,
Hurt me, I can't retreat.
Hurt me, I won't hurt back,
Hurt me, I won't leave,
Hurt me, I'll love you still,
Hurt me, I'll still believe.
Hurt me, I'll say "sorry,"
Hurt me, I'll take it on me,
Hurt me 'cause I'm used to it,
Hurt me! Hurt me! Please!
Hurt me and I'm yours,
Hurt me just once more,
Hurt me so much that,
I can't hurt anymore...
RegretRegret.Regret1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It seems to be a bit of a big factor in my life right now, both in my own personal life and the life of those close to me.
In fact, it seems a factor in everyone’s lives. It’s almost like, a rite of passage. A test to prove you’re alive.
I’ve definitely had my share of regretful moments (in fact, I’d argue I’ve had more than my fair share). They knock me down a peg, which is good, because I get the feeling if I had much self- worth I would be a bitch . My most humbling experiences come from my love life, however.
Now, before you go thinking this is just another piece of teenage angst where I talk about how poorly I was treated or how poorly I treated my significant others… well it’s not. Truth is we’re both to blame in all cases. They were selfish jerks who were insensitive to my lack of experience in the dating area (and two of them didn’t have much experience themselves), and I suffered from a
RegretSomeday we will turn aroundRegret3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the lives we left behind.
Forever AliveHave you ever been all alone at night?Forever Alive11 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Crying, shaking, breaking
And all you can do to stop it is bleeding
Have you ever been all alone in a crowd?
Hated, ignored, outnumbered
And all you can do to escape is dying
Well, Darling, I’m telling you once
Well, Love, I’m telling you twice
Drop that lighter and drop that knife
Throw away your blades
And get rid of those pills
Untighten the knot in your rope
And take a step away from that cliff
Don’t let yourself drown in your own thoughts
Don’t let those voice take control over your own fucking mind
Remember that you are not alone in this
Remember we’re the army of the broken soldiers
Standing together, standing tight
Fighting against our very own suicide
Every 40 seconds someone beautiful leaves this cruel place
Every 40 seconds a little bit of hope fades
Please promise me you won’t be one of them
Promise me you’ll stand up and fight
Cause I can promise y
lies, she wrotei. just a mimicry, really;lies, she wrote10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
desperate to shine.
ii. counterfeit & clockwise,
tasting words on her
iii. with a dysfunctional mind
& apocryphal dictionary,
she cannot clone it all.
iv. "say anything," the pen
whispers as she trembles
among ink-scented fraudulence.
v. but she just laughs & plays the part,
forgetting what the pages told her:
"truth is stranger than fiction."
Bullying...You're not anorexic.Bullying...11 months ago in Emotional More Like This
So you must be fat.
You must be a jerk.
You must be a nerd.
You like Anime.
You must be a freak.
You collect bracelets.
You must be emo.
You wear dark clothing.
You must be gothic.
You must be fake.
You have an expensive item. (such as an iphone)
You must be spoiled.
You don't know what a common word means.
You must be stupid.
You are happy.
You must have the best life ever.
You get mad.
You must have anger issues.
In this world, people judge others too much. What happened to the quote "Don't judge a book by it's cover"? Just because someone collects bracelets, doesn't mean they are emo. Just because they aren't anorexic, doesn't mean they are fat.
If you don't like someone, just ignore them. Don't go make up rumors about them, talk behind their back, or pick on them. Just let them be themselves. Seriously. Think before you act.
Please. I have been bullied since I was 5 years old. It's not fun. I'm sure a lot of you have
sleep sequencesleep doesn't work as a cure or remedysleep sequence1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
when 3am leaves you clutching at the dark
clambering for stability in your personal ocean.
and you are quartz so the inside
of your skin is lined with the interior
monologues of vaporized shellfish.
sure, you could have saved them. but how else
could we communicate, if not for this ocean
digesting us softly and churning us into one?
you exhale, or maybe it was a sigh
i cannot tell anymore with your constant
breaking waves and breaking bones.
and you can talk about death in such
elegant phrasings of crescent moons claiming
and guiding lost souls.
but you never were so good at telling me about
your own personal little deaths.
the littlest deaths, the ones that slip
through the spaces between your fingers
when you hold your safety net so close against you
and so tightly. if i can't get that close to you
i'll swing the moon around your shoulders
so that no one can. because nothing else
in the solar system could be so stark
and yet so quieting.