She loved him. She hated him. She missed him. She misses him.
His smile. His laugh. His brain.
He might've loved her. He doesn't care enough to hate her. He didn't miss her. He doesn't miss her. Her smile. Her laugh. Her brain.
'I'm smiling and laughing I have never felt like this. Guess what? I'm his
To love and to hold
He feels like the world, he feels like the universe, he feels like the whole goddamn solar system.
My world
My universe
My goddamn solar system.
He's the blood in my veins
The air in my lungs.
I put up walls, he climbed the rungs.
Reached my heart and seized. The birth of this beautiful love; conceived
He's smiling and laughing, he's never felt like this. Guess what? She's his.
Not to love and not hold. His to play with, his to hurt. His to use, in a game so old.
She's not his world
she's not his universe and
she's not his goddamn solar system.
He's her everything but to him she just isn't
Enough. What is it?
Love?
Lust?
Is she truly his to trust?
A leap of faith however, must be made. To take part in a love, she herself forbade.
But he was just too much.
Tearing through her heart scratching at her mind, a destructive love. A one of a kind.
'I love her' he may say, but is there still truth to his words. I wonder till this day.
'I'm scared' he'll say 'I'm too young' he'll say, excuse after excuse after excuse till finally she served her use.
Goodbye my love and he's gone away. But is he truly gone. She's wonders till this day. An echo of a smile a shadow of his laugh, memories of him, tiny footprints on her heart.
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PoetryI stare at the blank page I'm not sure what to write.... A small collection of poems exhibiting my inner most secrets; what's hiding in my soul. An opening... Author: They're not that good but it's just an opening into my innermost thoughts. It def...
