I push him away like the moon pushes the sun at night

A poem about love

I have been struggling with depression a while now and not enough people really understand what its like. Im hoping people will read this and have a new perspective on what its like and what people wi...

My happiness depends on a pill If I miss a day, I lose a day to my thoughts

I love you, and i'm sorry I can't show it. Im sorry that the boys before you broke me down to a point where I can't show you.

I hate that I look for you in every gut I meet I look for your hooded grey eyes with specks of blue

I saw your picture on Instagram. I saw your scarred knees. Does anyone else know why they're scarred? Did you tell them what you did for me?

Should I tell you? Should I tell you how I feel? I know how you feel so it would only be fair.

I know your favorite color is purple because mine is lavender, I know you twitch while you fall asleep because I've felt you shake

I hate how soft your hair is I hate how wide your nose is

It wasn't like the creases on my comforter or the kernel on my floor or the pictures on my wall. I could fix those things.

They say there's nothing more terrifying than a woman who knows her self worth. So tell me, are you scared yet?

In every language, i regret you.

I know i'm a bitch. When you say "come over" and I give you attitude back. I don't really mean to and i'm sorry it comes out that way.

...would you believe the next person who said it or would you hide your dollar?"

How am I supposed to sleep Now that I have slept with you

You have healed me in ways I didn't even know you could. You have calmed my storm and given me my breath back.

He smells just like you. Every time I work with him I am forcibly reminded of you .

Call it an unlucky streak. Will you break my unlucky streak or be my strongest bad luck charm yet?