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They say there's many but I say there's oneA Poem by Jerry Patrick RyanThey say there's many people for you to love,But I say that's just not good enough,Because if it wasn't you I wouldn't know who to love,Your all I wan.. |
He’s Just a FriendA Poem by Michelle L.True story about a daily struggle of mine and a friend. |
Something about loveA Poem by JundSomething I wrote a while ago, something about it. |
Penetrated PactA Story by Gabbie PattersonCastel and Joy have been friends for years and after several heartbreaks they made a pact to ease their minds about the future. But time has passed an.. |
SheA Poem by ShwetaShe is the night, the day and everything in between She is in all the shades of the clouds in the sky and also in the hues, in the sa.. |
Let Him GoA Poem by RachelThe twisted truth behind one's first heart break. |
That day after months...A Poem by VvThe noisy noon and, his noisy mind turned calm., when his eyes fell on her.. He ran towards her with a smile, Craving herself to hold., her aroun.. |
I Was Never EnoughA Story by es_writesI can't quite tell what kind of writing this is, but it is about how I felt when I realized I wasn't enough for someone I really liked. |
I miss you but I'm happyA Poem by Jerry Patrick RyanThe water dripping from the faucetdriving me crazy and making me offsetclinking as it hits the drainthinking as I sit in paineven though losing you ma.. |
Putting it down to move forwardA Poem by Jerry Patrick RyanNot to strong just something I need to get off my chest and mind, maybe in pieces here and there but I know it was all just an experience. |
Him.A Poem by Ayse BuntionThe feeling of falling in love with him. |
Broken EyesA Poem by Ayse BuntionShe was broken, broken, broken. |
little somethingA Poem by Jerry Patrick RyanThe wind blows a whispering howl as the chill sets inas I feel the cold air as I breath my chest inknowing soon I'll be restingmade me feel at peace, .. |
Winter KissesA Poem by Marissa TorresYou are my love. You are my sunshine. You are everything I wish and hoped to have at eighteen. |