Young love
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The ascension and descension of a ferris wheel
Cycling slowly as I feel your lips with mine
World crashing down as we float up and feel
Space lifting us while gravity fails to keep us in line
Silly me for thinking that you felt the same,
And for believing in love, but I know that I am the only one to blame.
You think I would have learned my lesson by now,
But once again, I am left here wondering 'how?'
You seem different, and it feels like you feel the same way that I do,
But I have seen this before, where I felt that those delusions in my head were true.
I am scared that once again, I will be the only one to fall,
I have comes to terms with the reality that is me and you,
And I know that reaching out is something that you are never going to do.
As much as I hate to admit it, I know that part of is done,
This whole time I kept wondering why God did this to me,
Why would he bring someone so amazing into my life, if he knew we were never going to be?
Who is that boy over there
too wonderful not to share
who is the boy with a smile like the sun
words so soft I almost don't run
He grabs my hand
Careful to catch me when I land
I thought I wasn't going to show it to you, but I did,
And now you know how I have felt about you since you were a kid.
After all of this time, maybe now you can finally see,
As hard as it would be to hear it, sometimes I wish you would just have the guts to say how you feel,
Because you and I both know that it is what is real.
I know you want to tell me to leave you alone,
I have been trying so hard to erase you from my mind,
And I keep reowrking it in my mind that I am fine.
I go through phases, and one day I'm okay and the next day I am falling apart,
I was there when it all started,
when my heart turned to gold
When the angels sung their praises,
and Cupid raised his bow
Now it's been many years
since I was struck dumb
Do you ever get scared of not knowing what you are capable of?
And this can be in every aspcect in your life; whether it be work, school, goals, or even love?
Lately it seems like I am constantly going through the same battle in my mind,
And it all comes down to whether or not I need to let you go, or hold on and still believing that one day you will be mine.
Touching you lightly
hold my hand, darling
with you, there's a better me
you're perfect the way you are
Your smile making light brighter
your voice makes sound sweeter
How does it feel to have all the answers in that
Golden head of yours,
But to never speak your mind?
Aren’t you sick of not telling your story?
Won't you woo me when I'm 17
Make me into what the songs sing
Fulfill my destined dream
Won't you woo me when I'm 17
Stuck in that midsummer thing
Beyond that trickle of naive stream
It's truly a talent of mine
seeing the best in the worst people
drawing love from unloving people
convincing myself of
impossibility
It's a talent of his
to deny himself of goodness and love
She glides with grace and charm
and they underestimate her.
She Radiates a sweet melody of summer,
As she Drowns out the howls of the winter wolves within.
Slips through your fingertips,
He’s a bad boy and a gentleman too
Thrilling me in the prime of my youth
Ride and love and bum around
i thought i did something that made you mad
made you hate the way i blink
or hate the way i shiver when it’s cold outside
i thought i did something that just
We love with a love that’s more than love.
It’s passion,
It’s experience,
It’s understanding.
He’s loved me at my lows.
I know that I just met you,
but I also know that what I feel is true.
All of the traits I hate is what you have,
but funny how this heart told me it's love.
It's been only a month since we started talking,
I want
A wild love
But I don’t know
What kind of wild
Exactly
Do I want the kind
That is fully accepting
Unconditional
And suffocating
Or do I want
Years locked up, forbidden
A rush of feeling unleashed
Everywhere I look
I am reminded
Of the beauty and love
I once turned away from
When I was about ten years old,
I only thought about playdates and school,
iCarly and Clarie's,
I never thought I would feel so different towards another girl.
In my highschool senior year,
I made a new friend,
How old must you be to experience this “true” love?
They say one doesn’t experience true love until much later in life…
But can that actually be true?
What is “true” love, anyhow?
They pick you up, there by your side
Feels like Cupid cast a spell
Unable to measure how much you fell,
You open up, hearts open wide
Thinking about them, not just a pastime
He loves me he loves me not, he loves me he loves me not
Highschool relationship drama.
He looks into your eyes making those restless butterflies come alive.
I see love all around me
young kisses placed on heads
cheeks and lips
It reminds me of the love
that pecks my temple
even as something slips
Time stands still for you and I
Sometimes
Others it seems to take more than it should
While we get lost in memories
Time is passing us
i slip into a dream
it's sometime between late and early
and this is where i find you
the bugs sing at their own tempos
as we walk a steady pace down the longer of the paths
Some Things Cannot Lie:
The wagging tail of a dog
The chocolate-covered hands of a toddler
The calloused hands of a carpenter-hands cannot hide their life’s work-
We didn’t fall in love
I just can’t stop thinking bout you
No we’re not meant to be
But everyone you’re with reminds you of me
I look at the stars late at night
The wind that blows against my face is very cold
I did whatever I could to make you shine bright
When you where lonely I was always there for you to hold
Dear Sam,
Sometimes I'm not sure if I miss you or the way you made me feel.
Sometimes I'm not sure if I can live another second without feeling the way you made me feel.
Sometimes I'm not sure how you really made me feel.
My Dearest Clementine!
I’m convinced little birds help you dress every morning!
You’re a tall sunflower with petals bright and soft.
Your cheeks are dappled with tawny freckles
Is it possible
To fall in love
At first sight?
To see someone and automatically feel
A deep sensation
A trembling infatuation?
To disregard
The viable pessimism
Can a connection
There seems to always be one person. The one person in my head that never escapes. They have made a home in my head, with stories and a nice comfy bed and a room all to themselves. I think of them often, I think of you often.
Our relationship reflected a love song.
Full of laughter and joy.
Then you did me wrong.
You used me like a toy.
Played with me a while then let go.
We were young.
And now I'm here to let you know,
Dear Ned,
I know you wanted Nuike and yourself to be wed,
But I hardly think you would be happy with her.
All she wants to focus on is her...
Self!
She just wants to put you on a shelf
Your love:
keeps me going
gives me hope
but at the same time breaks me.
I realize that
you are my everything
and I don't know how I would survive without you.
Today is big
But then again
Our love is big
My dear do you feel it?
Did you have trouble sleeping
Last night like I did?
Did you feel it this morning
When you woke up?
How big today is-
You were playing with my hair
As we lay there in your room
And I said baby there's something
That I gotta tell you
You looked at me with your big brown eyes
I want you to know that I love you
That I always have and that I can’t help it
I want you to know that I accept if you can’t love me back
And that I’ll still love you
If you came running towards me,
I would stop everything.
I do not care what it would be,
because you are my everything.
To say I do not love you,
I love you endlessly.
I don’t even have to be thinking of you specifically to love you.
You see, I love you when the smell of coffee tickles my nose
#BecauseILoveYou
Can I trust you?
In high school
I'm Currently in one.
A relationship I mean
It starts off all green and circumstantial
When people ask me about youI tell them that you hate asparagusBut delight in broccoliI tell them about how you tell stories Like t
See the girl balancing there
Upon the rickety pedestal you built for her
Holding her aloft when she is afraid she might fall.
But she loves you
So she stays;
Fluffy black hair cut short and eyes like a does,
Feelings like a chocolate fondue fountain, it flows
No letting it go, what we have I feel is true
It grows but breathes, my love for you.
I look out into the vast ocean of space and find stars that hold no meaning,
I feel nothing but intimidation that I am so insignificant. When I look to the
Horizon I see the sunrise or sunset, the beautiful colors are only that
I look at your eyes and can’t help but smile
Your goofy giggle gives me butterflies
I’m happy with you all of the while
I’m next to you during the lows and highs
Loving is listening-
every way you move converts my eyes to indescribable glistening.
You never take for granted or advantage of the effort,
when life gets tough, you are always there as my comfort.
The first time I realized I loved you
You were sitting in front of the TV,
It was glowing around you like you were
Something holy
Love comes gently.
A grazing of hands or
A smile.
It is then that you will realize that love,
Is not searched for,
But found.
A girl, the ripe age of sixteen of course, only has one thing on her mind: young gentlemen. Marcie Lionis was no different than any other girl of the same age.
I might be young
but I'm in love.
You cuddle me with your eyes,
and make sure I'm alright.
I know your the one
because your like none.
we are in love.
She is my heart.
The sun rise that wakes me.
Our love never parts.
She is the current that takes me.
My life couldn't be any better.
I put my heart and my love in this letter.
You must hate
the way
I think about you.
constantly.
Or at least I imagine
and yet you fill my head
potently.
I miss your delicate fingers
singing to my skin
when you filled holes
He lived in a warm bubble, I lived surrounded by cool stone.
Body of a man, mind of a child, refusing to grow old.
a relationship foraged out of loneliness, we systematically weaved through the motions.
Summer love
You glanced my way one summer day,You, a world apart;You smiled, we touched, you're unawareI lost to you my heart
I take a step or two closer to the door of the house
Before I even knock
I can smell the scent
Of his cheap cologne and expensive sweat
“Two Young Kids”
The wind is blowing
The birds are chirping
The stream is moving
And in the middle of it all
I find myself stroking your cheek
Before I even have the chance to speak
I catch myself mid-stare
Tangling my fingers in your hair
I feel embarrassed, realizing
To me your touch is tantalizing
The boy who played the Dad to my Mom in preschool.
The one who looks like a Who from Horton Hears a Who, and shifts his eyes when we walk past each other on the Coca-Cola stained floor of our church.
I love you more.
More than all the stars in the sky.
More than every breath I take.
More as each promise we make.
Every single day,
I love you more than yesterday.
Its amazing,
someone who was once a stranger,
Has become so much more.
An installation in my life.
A part of every conversation.
A bit of every thought, all the time, every day.
When I feel the life fall from my eyes,
down towards the ground,
falling through the dips and valleys of my cheeks,
when I feel as though my knees are drawn to the earth,
She was completely engulfed with his presence. Never in the world had she seen a man so beautiful; what amazed her more is the fact that he had no earthly idea.
Every time I want to say that I love someone I swallow the words like a pill, not because that person is not deserving, or because my words would not be genuine, but rather that I have loved many and proclaimed many that I love them, just to have
Once upon a time,
He once looked at me in my chestnut eyes and told me I was beautiful
He once said the only person that could set his soul on fire was me
There is nothing more beautiful
More beautiful than you
The sun is a mere old and rusted penny
compared to the glow of your Iris blue
If I could put your sweet voice in a seashell
Your hands, you hate
I love when hey hold mine.
Your scar on your chest
I trace and outline.
You say you have too many freckles
But I say you don't have enough.
You thnk I am bothered by your chin hair
We were like a summer suntan.
It took time to create but once it was there
Man, it was beautiful.
We had it all.
We were the romance of movies.
It was quick and easy
Day 29:
I need her,
Like the waves need the moon to move
I need her.
I need her in every way.
She made the inevitable form of death not even cross my mind.
Who is her you ask?
Every time you smile
Every time you laugh
I can't stop smiling
Every time you move
Every time you dance
I can't stop watching
Every time you talk
Every time you sing
How do you know
When you’ve outlived
Your welcome?
I’ve always been distant
Never right in front of you
If I weren’t anchored to this body
You were a drug.
I had a taste and I took a part of you and you took a part of me. You were a way to escape to somewhere else, now that I felt I never want to leave.
Pludering towards the shores
the hurricane rises higher,
each wave more fierce then that last.
The sea green water churns
and those on land fear the damage it may do,
I lay down in bed thinking about what could be going on through your head
Where are your thoughts
Who is in them
How are you feelings
I ask these questions repeatedly as I want to know everything about you
Your chapped lips
Crush against mine
The smell of smoke
Lingers around our bodies entwined
I push you down
On top of the night grass
Covered with dew
You complain about the wetness
Did you ever see a future with me?
Because most woman want a man
But I waited for you to outgrow your
Boy tendencies
Yet you’re still here breaking Lego hearts
And drawing out our hopeless story
Your blue eyes
Pupils wide
Bet you don’t remember
How high we were
Whitney’s voice
Arguing with Kay
You yelling about a branch in your eye
Me taking another hit off your pipe
I always look down, instead of looking up, I always look down at the feet on the ground, for unknown to anyone, there are feet that I look for everyday since the start of my school, and upon that ground I find my anchor to save me from what I may
I sit in a broken glass table
Try to take my mind off all my troubles
These words spill out so easy
I can’t believe it.
Another book,
Another pen
Another masterpiece Unfinished,
So, your eyes are brighter than the moon
And your smile causes my hands to shake.
So, you're a vast ocean,
A special treasure,
Hidden in a tidal wave of
So- you're beautiful,
and your skin shines like
"I fucking hate you," I giggled as he pulled me onto his lap after saying some insulting thing to me. Even though it was an insult, I couldn't help but smile and laugh; that's just the kind of power he had over me.
TOO YOUNGBY MIRA WILDERIt felt like Augustin the middle of Junehot and humidunder the moonpuppy Love,but nobody knew,about to make a babytoo young, too soon
As teenagers we believe it’s our obligation,
To lose ourselves in dedication
For a person who is still growing up, just like us
And we call this “Love”.
Again.
It came crashing down on my windowsil.
Raking, tapping, billowing.
It clouded my thoughts, yet cleared them too.
It reminded me of you.
Floating with the breeze,
Your deep brown hair: magical.
Perfectly magical.
The twinkle in your eyes,
The pearlescent glow of the night,
Takes me back,
You give me tears, you give me love, but there's more you do that lifts my heart, eve
When I find myself among a sea of negative ions,
Forcing, pushing, trying to keep distance,
Repelling from my indistinguished negative charge,
You are a positive ion.
You could say I am attracted to you.
The first time I met you I thought little of you
Now I know you for you
I like you
It's been eight years since then,
I love you
We started as friends
then best friends
then sisters
If time could freeze and our hearts melt into one
Sparks of spontaneity signify something has begun
But fate is at our door and grief is waking us in our bed
Desperation is pushing us towards the cliff
Young love,
A terrible trap,
From the life twisting heartache,
To the unfufillable promises,
But who could blame such naive adolescents?
If people on the telly can fnd live, why can't I?
One word and I’m all yours
But you don’t even know it
Bring on these confusing thoughts
And how I know I’m getting ahead of myself once more
I think of a future
Even though our friendship has just begun
Me peeling fingers,
ripped from innocence,
diving into adolescence.
What is it that makes them this way?
The fall from ideals,
the way my skin peels,
and cracks and drys like never before.
I am a lover of words, of prose, of poetry
Something about the way the vowels and consonants create varying
Syllables that ebb and flow, forming something beautifully aureate
My shooting star
my glimmer of hope
flashing acrossed
the never ending universe
a dark abyss of widespread dark matter
Longing. yearning, craving
to find a home
to find the light
You captured my heart from the start
With your sense of humor you filled my heart
Oh but I didn’t want to admit it to myself or anyone else
I can't describe this feeling,
That's washing over me.
It's like pure bliss and happiness,
To such a strong degree.
You're gone, I wish you weren't, please come back my heart is breaking.
I'm hurting deep inside, yet to you my love's still flying.
Opening the doors and sliding onto black leather seats.
Squinting as sunlight reflects off of the sunglasses hanging on your rearview mirror.
Blame it on the godfor making creaturesconscious only foran instant. The pastbeing a memory;the future, a goal;the desire’s requests,imagination.Because if I wereto be aware of
With your eyes, your smile, your presence
you can mesmerize me instantly.
The eyes piercing deep inside of me,
The seductive looking giving me a burning desire for you,
Since the day you walked into my life
You have brought out the best in me
Everyday has been without strife
You’ve filled my heart everyday with glee
Every time that I look into your eyes
Caitlin I have got to tell you something today
You came to me like the dawn through the night
And there are no words that I can ever say
When all I want to do is just hold you tight
"End of the River"
I can’t see,
Please!
What’s to be?
It’s known, what could,
Living in the woods.
"You're Special"
That's what he said
But what you said was
that I have better things
to do with my life
But life is meant to be spent
with happiness all around
Not everyone gets this opportunity
to find someone like you
I take it all in; One day at a time
But you're always on my mind
¡Oh it's just a first love!
But no matter what place it's in
It's Love
You make me happy
And what's more important
than that
It's a fact - happiness makes
the world go 'round
That's why I always want
you around me
I dont care what they say,
Tell Me
Is this wrong
Is this typical
tested, tried, & true
It makes me blue
with fear; this tested
tried, & true
It feels so right
But ...is this wrong
Follow me back to a moment in time
A memory for me. In a crypt. In my mind.
Waiting for him, it's an hour past five
In comes Drew with his broken blue eyes.
He sits across me in a cold seat that grinds,
One step closer we get
The hope must strengthen for us
The obstacles encapsule us on most days
But we cant let them hold us down
Because remember you said together we are infinite
I tore through her forrest of thorns
slowly becoming crazed,
the faster I galloped,
the more I panted.
I saw her horizon line,
bathing like temptation
against the heat of
A broken girl you see
with a flawed family
she hides up in a tree
playing hide and seek
too old now for the games
she is consumed by all the flames
the girl she wants to be
Swelling and beating when I think of you
It's as if I envision you here fingers tangled and all
My heart selfishly desires to be melted with yours
Past heartaches never mend and for a boy his heart never bends
My mind is broken full of tears a never ending storm of stress and anger. My brain a continuous rain cloud My mental and emotional state is shattered beyond repair.
Gliding along the wooden planks
As coals of emerald
Kindled his face
I caught a glimpse of a transfiguration.
Soft winds swept up my cotton skirt
Past polished shoes and mounds of earth.
“It’s really cold out here”
she uttered in the bitterness
of the Brooklyn night;
and at first it was meant
to be merely a stark statement,
a quiet observation;
something to crack open
the night falls
because it is too heavy for the sky to hold
and so is my heart
as our lips part for the last time
for a long while now, dear.
and I feel like the word
Shatter.
and now
I've never met Prince Charming
Never had a "noble knight"
I am my own stability
I've been my only light
You've killed me with your lack of words
I've suffocated in neglect
Sit at the table,
the booth that was only whimsy, fiction until this moment,
smooth the java with single servings of nostalgia
and laugh a laughter deep,
nourish me for a lifetime.
"You look nice today."
Flashback
"You look nice today."
She said it so sweet
The smile that crept across her face
Everything about me melted away
Wanting to run into her arms
To My Sweetheart:
In seventh grade we met
Nearly eight years ago
And yet we are still together
Like the mountains and the snow
We do not fight, we only love
And love to be with one another
Come see the beautifull creatures of the underworld she wispered As he entered the entagles of her beautifull world
He was quite bewilderd and confused but most of all scarred The look on her face shoud have should how much she cared
I loved you today.
The way you find me through the crowd
I float amidst your love that I am bound
The soft harmful whispers are no sound
To my fluttering heart around
Blue skies and cotton clouds
There's a hole in my heart that keeps me from sleep
And a light in my soul that guides through the sea
And a land I can't remember that was always my home
With ghosts in the flesh that I call my own.
I am red,
You are blue,
I am fire,
You are ocean,
We are different,
In so many ways,
I warm you,
When you are cold,
You calm me,
When I burn with rage,
Your gentleness,
