Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Wasted thoughts

Why do I keep thinking of you
It doesn't matter anymore, I shouldn't like you
I hate you, yet for some reason thoughts of you lurk in my mind
We were friends, now what? Nothing?
What happened between us, only we know
Actually only you, I'm still confused
It wasn't that long
A summer wasted
I fell in a trap
Caught in what was seemingly untrue
And you.
What could possibly drift in your head?
Do you ever think of me, will you ever?
Everyone knows nothing
No one knows who you are exactly
What thoughts race through you
They don't understand you
Nether do I.
You told me, and I told you a lot.
You listened, you remembered even.
Now what?
Do you still ever think of me
Like I do of you?

Left

It seems to me
I"m always left
Here
Just here, standing
A small piece
Of you, for awhile
Happens every time
I'm left here
Waiting for what?
You to come back?
No. Never.
Just waiting to be left again
And again
Here.

Friday, September 9, 2011

That Moment

You placed your hand on the small of my back. A spot I’d thought no one would fit. My hand gripped your waist almost for fear of losing you. The world surrounding us seemed to disappear. It was only me and you in that moment. A tear now shed. I believed in anything in that moment. Cold-hearted. Young. Unsure of what was right in society. When your hand released me, I was hurt. Seconds later you brought it back again along with that moment. I’ll long for that moment every time I seem to fall for someone. Maybe a moment that could last a lifetime. A moment that could be destroyed by no one because it was finally meant to be. How could you fall in love so many times and fall in the trap of that moment?

Not Quite Understood

What happened between us
a moment
wasted time
nervous hearts
confusion that seems to last
longer than it should
Are you confused?
A misunderstanding.
Too many thoughts of you,
It's not fair.
Stress. Anxiety.
Thinking too much,
believing nothing.
Not too sure
about you
what you could possibly be feeling.
How are you not affected?
Awkwardness.
Is it building?
What will happen next?
You're calling shots,
unless there's nothing that happened
in this crime scene.
Unsolved.

There's No Delete Button

Memories saved
pictures kept
drawings hidden
loves began
loves lost
everything,
nothing.
No delete button
you can't turn back
instead move forward
once you're gone
you're truly gone.
Everything,
nothing.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Nothing

Standing on the shore.
I watch and wait.
What am I waiting for?
Nothing.
Just a moment to come by.
Maybe you.
Nothing.
This is the only time I am patient.
When waiting for nothing.
You might not understand now,
but you will.
Just watch the clouds that slowly dance
in the sky
Watch the sun move down the horizon,
changing rays of color.
Watch the waves flowing swiftly away.
Now you know what I am waiting for.
Nothing.

Lost, In My Own

Lost on a beach is where I'd want you to find me.

Walking alone, letting my heart beat it's own pace.

Smiling at the sun, you watch me.

Laughing as I trip in the sand.

Crying underneath the sound of the waves.

Would you hear me?