Poems

Take my heart, but please don’t break it
As I sit with my pen
And your face fills my mind
I think you’re the first man I saw,
Before you I was blind

I’ve got your smile on my brain
Your eyes are piercing my heart
Boy you really had me wrapped around your finger
From the very start

I can’t explain
What it is you’ve done to me
But if you promise not to break my heart
I’ll leave with you the key

Your soft lips on mine
our fingers intertwined
It’s amazing how perfect
Your body fits against mine

The sound of your heart
As I lie on your chest
There is no better place
For my head to rest

You make me feel warm
And you brighten my day
Now that I have you in my life
I pray you never go away

I don’t think you know
How I feel about you
You’re someone I see
Giving my whole heart to

You bring me joy
Beyond the wildest measures
And if you asked if you could keep me

If you can sit there and lie to him/her about if he/she is the only one...your lower than dirt...

I promised myself. 
I promised myself that I would stop talking about you so much,

thinking about you so much,

writing about you so much. 

I promised myself.

that I would not keep hanging onto you.

that I would not keep loving you.

that I would Move on and be happy.

I promised myself. 
promise that my heart would not stay broken.

that it would not keep beating for you. 
That it would find someone new to love. 

I promised myself. 
but maybe,

just like you,

I am only good at breaking promises. 

My hope has been shattered 

so many times. 
every heartbreak, everytime someone 

didn’t like me back, yet

i. 
still. 
hope. 
and my brain screams at me to stop hoping

on impossibilities,

on daydreams,

on situations, I should never hope for. 
but my heart is wild and it 

won’t stop hoping. 

Some people grab onto everything or they at least try to.

but everything slips between your fingers like love.  

because everything cannot be held or touched. 

Because as soon as everything is in your hands there is something new and grabbing onto that something new means letting go of something old. 

so truly, everything is not a realistic thought. 
It is simply a dream to spark hope in an idea that can never be reached. 

When an object breaks,is it really easy to break again.
A cracked vase,will shatter more easily than one that is perfectly fine.

That is why you have to be careful with people: you cannot always see their cracks.