He Says:

I’ll ask to see your face, he’ll say “No”. I’ll say “Ok” and smile big, cry quietly.
I’ll ask to say “Good Bye”, he’ll say “No”. Wonder why? I just wanted to see you one last time.
I’ll ask if he’s mad, he’ll say “No”. I knew it was a bad idea, but I didn’t go and he was glad.
I’ll sit there watching a show, he’ll soon say “Go”. I’ll say “No”, he already knows.
I wanted to see your face, he said “No”. But now he’s saying “Go”; but I just wont go!

Stupid Love

Stupid Love.
My heart stopped,
Like it does every time you walk through the door.
I don’t know whether it’s out of love or fear, maybe both.
Love: Excited to see your face,
But then fear will take over.
Fear: Dumb enough to fall back into your arms.
My heart stops and always grabs my neck.
Ordering me to not talk,
Or listen to any sweet lie.
I forget my words all the time,
I say something stupid or nothing.
My heart started and I came back to life;
Reality.
I wish I was able to block my feelings from entering my heart,
And let you slip right out.
Why did I do what I did?
Now you’re a memory,
Still fresh with every little reminder.
My heart can’t realize it so I repeat:
“You only want me when you’re lonely.”

Your Gaze

I looked into your eyes and looked away. You probably looked at me as if hoping I would take a notice to you. I fought back and forth in my head, what if I said something, what would the outcome have been? I’d probably be fighting with my demons, telling me how rude it was to do such a thing. So instead I fight with my guilt and sympathy. I could have just smiled and said Hi and walked away, right? Now questions replay over and over in my head “are you mad at me?, should I text you?, will you respond?” If I could only say sorry, what if I’m making a big deal out of nothing. I imagine you saying “why haven’t you texted me yet?” truth to why I haven’t texted you is; I want you to text me first. Even if you say “your turn to text first” I wanna say I Miss You. The End.

It Could Be

It could be the way you say my name,

the way it rolls off your lips and into the air.

It could be the way your arms hold the back of my neck,

controlling how long our kisses last and how bad you want to taste them.

But it also could be me,

allowing you to control my every motion.

"He told her “How do you do that?”
She said “Do what?”
“How do you get me to tell you everything I try to hide?”
“Is that good or bad?”
“It’s good because you know I trust you."

My Car

It was a pot hole that caused a crack in my windshield, the windshield I look through everyday; rain or shine. The windshield everyone see’s and can notice right when I pass by. They say “Damn! Was that a big pot hole?” I think it’s not that bad, lying to myself.

Bump! That small bump on the road made the chili pop out of the pot and onto my backseat and on the floor. Everyone I come in contact with say’s “what the hell were you doing?” and slowly climb in my car like its a fresh spill. They can smell the chili still like 

it is fresh, I try to cover it up with Febreze; but it’s still there.

Thuk Thuk! pooff! My tank just went empty. No one driving by on this road. I began to travel on foot in search for someone. Looks like everyone deserted me, my best friend did not come to my rescue like he said he would. My father is on a date with his text buddy.

Don't Forget

Don’t forget the one dimple on your cheek.

Don’t forget that scar on your middle finger.

Don’t forget that beauty mark that matches mine.

Don’t forget 2:15pm.

Don’t forget County Road 521.

Don’t forget about the monster under your bed.

Don’t forget the shirt I left for you in your top drawer.

Don’t forget “Teagan”

Don’t forget the color green.

Don’t forget the number 23

All things about us that I can’t let go, maybe you haven’t either.

Smile.

One thing you were always good at, whether I was upset at the world or even mad at you.

One goofy face or pouty lips and you had me in your arms, all it took to make me smile.

“I love you”

“why?”

“because without you I wouldn’t be able to make you smile when your mad at me”

simple conversations like that mean the world to me.

smiling on the other side of the phone, people looking at us because we’re in a world of our own

All Over...Again!

It started with a phone call, led to a hug; What comes after a hug?

A simple kiss, you pulled me into your arms and lifted my chin so I could no longer look at my feet. You brushed my hair from my face, you hated the way I always hid from your gaze. That look in your eye was at the same time intense and easy.

Kiss.

It happened. My power was no longer strong enough to stand you curse. Just once, was the thought that went through my head. But when I’m with you everything changes and I’m back in love with you. How could someone like you be so powerful?

All Points to You

My heart is pounding, starts to cause me pain. “someone is breaking my heart.” No, someone already broke my heart; it was you. It beats every time your near, like a warning sign urging me to take cover. I duck, I run, I do anything to stay hidden from your sight, your watch. Hiding behind the tree we had our first kiss, I sit on the grass and cover my eyes. My heart slows down two beats as I get up to walk down to the trail we always walked.

Your hand held my hand, caressed my face, wiped my tears away; so many things you were good at. I loved it even more when you always looked into my eyes.

I walked to the end of the trail where we sat to watch the river flow over the smooth stones. I always come here to say goodbye to the person I use to love. How can it be goodbye when today I’m here saying goodbye again. You broke my heart, not gonna pour out any details; its pain and simple. I still say I love you, not to your face, not to your friends or mine; but to the memories I carry in my back pocket.

No warning, no thump or beat, just you; kneeling behind me at my feet. My heart gave a jump as you spoke “you are my one and only, you can wrap your fingers ‘round my thumb, and hold me tight, you’ll be alright” words I always sang to you while you slept in my arms. Still my mind was telling me to run, my heart was saying one chance. Words started pouring out flowing through my ears, around my heart. Tears began to hit the ground, the rain started to mix in with our emotions. “I should have stopped you from walking out the door” I was in your arms. You caressed my face once again to see the look in my eyes.

“I’m sorry” we huddled under a tree as the rain slowly gave up, held each other tight as if the moment would end; not wanting it to slip away. With one look into ours eyes the moment gave a kiss.