Daydreamer0389

You don’t. You never even tried 
 You got me tied up with 
 My hair loose and I’m shaking 
 At the thought of your hands on my body. 
You touch me, but you don’t feel me. You don't hear me. You don’t know me. 
 You just don’t. 
 You take pieces and write them off 
As just another passing wave 
 Against your body. 
 You leave me alone 
Tell me nothing makes sense
 You say 
There will never be another you 
But sweetheart, it isn’t by choice. 
To come across another being 
With the same intentions as yours
 Would be such a mistake. 
 We’re too different you see
 Clearly you do
 You can’t relate to a thing I do. 
It’s called sacrifice 
 Risk and washed fears on a shoreline 
 It's deeper than you’ll ever be. Sometimes we make misconceptions 
About who we chose to give ourselves away too
 I said 
Never be vulnerable with someone you aren’t
 Tied too. 
It’ll f**k you up and leave you restless for days 
 Shouting half written plays 
 In your mind full of games. 
 You can pretend you have me figured out 
Only to find you’re filled with doubt 
 But certain at the fact that 
 You’re too proud to admit 
That you lead me on quick 
 Only to drown.

This is lovley💖

Beautiful words

If I were to tell you 
 The things 
He’d say to me 
It wouldn’t be fair 
 You were in the mix 
 Unknowingly 
 If I told you 
I’d hurt you 
 Unwillingly 
 It isn’t fair 
See
 The choices I made 
Inconsiderably
 Could hurt you 
 Tremendously. 
 I was selfish then, 
 All i wanted 
 Was pleasure then. 
I wanted to make myself 
 Feel something 
 Dependent 
 On temporary 
 Obviously 
 Not lasting. 
 It’s left me broken 
 But I can’t imagine 
 The pain in your face 
 If you just knew
 What had to happen.

Does this mean I gave up or I’m simply respecting your wishes? Because what was there really to give up? You were never mine, and I liked it that way. I liked what we had, it felt genuine and far from serious. It just was. And I kind of miss it, even though it wasn’t much. And I know trying to replace it isn’t enough, because whatever ‘it’ was felt like it could only be between us. I don’t want that kind of relationship with anyone else. I want to meet people that won’t just leave me baffled with questions that I’m too afraid to know the answers to. Like what made you so scared? why wasn't I enough?

Daydreams daydreams Why am I smoking so much? Because it’s like forgetting. Numbing. Clearing my mind, filling my lungs. I just want to breath you in, it’s an obsession I can’t quite grasp or shake. It makes no sense. 
 Quiet calm collected- externally
 Cold shaken resented - internally 
 Explore- I want to. 
Answers- I need to. 
 Questions I can’t quite put together. 
 Crave craze cure
 Is it all insane or am I?! For wanting it this bad and needing you like it’s all I have. Every opportunity flashed like a disk, erased in a brisk bittersweet motion. All these notions Feel like potions I’ve been poisoned. I need this more than you know. Just to know, So you know, I don’t really know Why.

"But we got a lot of people wondering around town really confused" So true, and sad how relatable this could be to so many people. I guess in the end we're all human, feeling and going through the same thing in our own ways. Great poem! Keep on Expressing yourself girl! 🙌🏻

Thank you! I'm glad my emotions could pour through it, and you felt it. I couldn't agree more, writing is my favorite form of expression.

@DoF you're so right I turned a blind eye Played my cards And got left behind. It's alright, We all have to learn somehow, Sometime.

It has nothing to do with charm.
 Just the honest truth. 
You fed my ego with lines like 
“You’re a gorgeous being” You don’t need it. You look good just like that. 
I believed it. 
 I stopped hiding behind bold lips 
 And winged tips. You once told me,
You wanted me make you come
 Alive, I told you I didn’t mind.
 I enjoyed tasting you, 
 You told me you liked my taste too. “It’s going to be good!” You said. 
 Happy thanksgiving, Merry Christmas 
 The rhythm we held In the backseat of my car, Hips thrusting, hearts caving. "We had a good thing going" Was it though? We were two halves of a greater whole.
 Never mine, not yours. I once told you,
 I trusted you, 
 You were the exception. 
 You said it meant a lot 
You didn’t know why. 
 I felt it all, 
Lies. You always asked me to text you when I left,
To make sure I made it home alright. 
 You told me my driving was gold, 
 There was no way to avoid that bump. 
 You were right. One night, one stroll, 
Our chemistry was weak. 
 Where was your soul? 
I walked away 
For the very last time. This time you didn’t ask me to text you. 
 I didn’t even try. I told you, 
I apologized for the mess I was 
That night. 
You told me 
You were traumatized. “I think it’s time to move past this experience”