March 2012
64 posts
Those Hands
The way your
Hands touch me.
The way they know
Every curve of my body.
They know every spot
To make me feel
Something inside.
They know every ticklish spot.
It’s almost as if they
Live in those areas.
Those hands also seem
To find the spots
That hurt the most,
And use their gentle touch
To make it better.
But even better than that,
Those beautiful hands always
Traced the curves of my body so...
February 2012
18 posts
Forever
Saturday morning,
I wake up to see your
Beautiful face looking back at me.
You pull me in close and hold me.
Like if you let go,
We would float apart
And never reunite.
Like the memories of
Your grandma that
I know you’ll always carry
In your heart.
Like the world is being
Held together by our
Holding each other.
And I never want you to let go.
I breathe you in,
...
see, the thing is, I love you. I love you to the moon and back. I love you more then I ever expected to love a city boy from DC who seemed just a little too confident. I love you more then I ever thought I’d love a boy who was only 19 and I was only 20. but everything just seemed so right. you were perfect. you were everything I ever thought I would find in a man. and you loved me just as...
I don’t sleep comfortably anymore. 3
I’m afraid of many things.
spiders,
death,
clowns,
being alone,
losing the ones I love the most,
and a young person’s life ending too soon.
but one thing that absolutely terrifies me is losing you.
I know what we have at this moment isn’t healthy. I know that what we go through isn’t good for either of us. but I don’t want to give you a chance to learn to...
I miss you more than words could ever explain.
My problem is...
I have a problem. It’s a problem I’ve never had before and I don’t know what to do about it. There’s this guy. He is the epitome of the perfect man. He is truly the man I have always dreamed of. Now, he was once mine and I was his. We had the best time together. We made each other laugh constantly, and when we fought, it was never for long. I knew that I could always talk to him about anything and...
3:00 a.m. on February 9, 2012.
One thing is on my mind.
You.
You must be feeling the workout you’re getting
from running through my mind all night.
Maybe it’s the playlist I hear
in the background.
Maybe it’s the stuffed animals surrounding me as I lay here.
There are many factors,
but one thing is certain:
I can think of nothing but you.
I...
as we sit in the car,
talking about everything and nothing at the same time,
I wonder what it is.
what is it that makes me go crazy?
is it your eyes?
it might be your eyes.
so dark and so beautiful.
then again it might be your lips.
the way they touch mine like
they need each other to survive.
they leave me wanting more.
but those arms and hands,
they are so welcoming and safe.
I...
you don’t care.
you go out with your friends and don’t think about me.
you’re erasing our memories.
forgetting the love we had.
forgetting that I’m down here proving myself to you.
forgetting that I gave you my heart as well and not giving a fuck what you do with it.
not caring that I cry every night and usually everyday.
not giving two fucks about me.
at least...
#50ThingsILove
1. Dressing up for date nights
2. Having my hair be played with
3. Cuddling under a blanket
4. Good night texts
5. Waking up to good morning texts
6. Phone calls just to say you miss me
7. Calls just to say you love me
8. Back rubs
9. Athletic guys
10. Getting tattoos and piercings
11. Reading a really good book
12. When my nails are painted
13. Going on road trips
14. Surprises
15....
