Words make it easy to fool
but darling don’t fall for his miss arrangement of letters
for the lovely words he uses
do not make up his name
they’re just a bunch of letters rearranged as a pretty lie
love yourself enough to let him go
Words make it easy to fool
but darling don’t fall for his miss arrangement of letters
for the lovely words he uses
do not make up his name
they’re just a bunch of letters rearranged as a pretty lie
love yourself enough to let him go
I spent so much time putting you back together
just for someone to come along and rip each stitch I sewed
apart
In parts of you I had never known existed
I planted flowers where holes once were
he dug them up
the holes bigger than before
New pain has found its home
old pain resurfaced,
so I did what I know best
I grabbed my sewing kit
reached inside my chest
and began stitching you back up
In hopes that this will be the very last time I have to do so
The feeling
of longing for something
wanting to go home,
but when home is a person
and you’ve been locked out
you spend the rest of your life
homesick
for the other half of your soul
searching the world for a similar feeling
only to end up back on their doorstep
Is it fate
or merely a coincidence
that we are here again
and it feels as though
nothing has changed,
even though we both have
in the best way
Is this in his plan
or will you go away again?
And if so
for how long
and why do you never take me with you?
When will we realize
that our hearts are halves
drifting through space
in search of each other?
I dreamt of a love so wild
and pure
Each night before slumber,
slipping into a world of my own
Inviting sleep to take over my lonely body
pulling me into someone with a blank, nameless face
Countless nights spent dreaming the same dream
Except,
when the opportunity was placed in my hands
I struggled to keep hold of such a thing
letting it slip away
Completely unaware how difficult it is to hold two hearts on one leash
when they’re both going in different directions
at different paces
with the same intention
I missed this old pen
and tattered paper
I’ve miss the beautiful words I once so easily put together
Things this ever lasting smile has cost me
So I wished upon plenty stars for a reason to write
for when I was not very sleepy at night
My wish was his command and so that’s what he did
Giving me a reason to create feelings from letters formed into words into sentences
By taking away the only thing that was in its place
Happiness
She spent her life falling in love with things she could never have
That’s why when he came along
fear took its toll
for all she had to do was snap her fingers
and he would be hers
That terrified her more than dreaming and hoping of a fairytale for eternity
So she kept him at arm’s length
Once she realized how wrong she had been
she started chasing
but he had been long gone
now she only had herself to blame
I fell in love with myself
and so I learned to fall in love
with people who loved me too
Red
Blue
Purple
creases across my skin
traveling to my
Red
Blue
Purple
Hips
marked with grooves between pure clean skin
making their way to my
Red
Blue
Purple
Bottom
a plump mess of dark lines
Ending their journey at my
Red
Blue
Purple
Thighs
holding lines of demarcation up and around
making it known
that I have indeed grown