how beautiful you are
your short fluffy hair
and grey-blue eyes
and I knew my expectations were high
it's been a while since i've felt like this
it's no new thing that I want to kiss
and have sex,
sorrow and regrets
it's been alright like that,
or so I thought
in my heart, it's getting hot
I can't let it be like that
i suppose it can be hard to understand
but you'll have to wait to hold my hand
here goes the curse of feeling too much
oh, how I will crave your touch
I've been holding it all in
slowly, I'm caving in
trust me, it's not what I want
but the head wants what it wants
so emotional
kinda critical
I wish I could forget you to make it all stop
but hell, I can't control my thoughts
I'm just hoping that time will heal
fuck, I don't even want to feel
secretly, I'm hoping for a miracle
aren't they supposed to be possible?
hurt me
talk shit about me
kiss me
make love to me
damn, we would've been so good together
I wish I could've been better
i imagine you knocking on my door with flowers
and me taking you to dance under the rain, or in the shower
at least,
I'll try to make you a promise
please, wait for me
and we could be eternity, when I'm me.
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i forgive you
PoetryHe asked in his dreamy voice tinted with worry: "Will you forgive me, one day?" I couldn't help but say: "You're already forgiven. You always were." A miscellany of my poems about forgiving others in love, hate, sadness, and all those emotions that...