She said she needed
an adventure and left
but she was all the
She sucks the air out
of the room when
she walks in and leaves you
beautiful even as she lies
in her coffin just as
If you ask her what scares her the most
she would look you in the eye and say
that she was afraid of losing herself
but really, how you could be afraid of
you haven’t found yet?
Ladies, gentlemen, and otherwise, there will be a long string of poems I wrote from last year that I have not had the time to post. I am ready to show them to you now. Please bear with me. :)
You said you were taking a break
and stayed confined inside
I guess you like it there
because you haven’t been back
Pretty words string into
Pretty pearls place upon the
Pretty neck of a
Pretty girl and I wonder how
Pretty would she be
when she pulls on that string of pearls
That’s what really scares me.
Falling in love is easy. Having sex is easier. But bumping into someone that can spark your soul - that shit is rare.
You could fuck four, five, all the people in a god damned room and you’d only feel a connection with one. Or none at all.
And what sucks is despite the undeniable real magnetic pull between the two of you, more often than not, you don’t end up together.
I’m afraid I won’t meet anyone else I can connect with.
I’m scared it’ll be just you.