I guess the blank pages of a diary is the future – NC
It’s a strange, bonded, & un-attached feeling that I have towards you.
Every morning I look outside of my window
We’re not together
But it feels nice to know that you are there.
It’s a strange, bonded, & un-attached affection that I have for you.
Because I’m a realistic girl,
I don’t cling onto what I don’t and cannot have,
But I find myself wanting to hold onto the thought of being with you.
I have a strange, bonded, & un-attached impression of you .
We share our mellow hellos and goodbyes
Along with a pair of smiles.
And sometimes we share the overviews of our lives.
I look forward to those moments the most.
It’s a strange, bonded, & un-attached attraction that I have towards you.
My eyes always veer towards you.
You’ll probably never know it,
Because I won’t ever say it,
Unless you step forward
I will always fall behind.
But I will always have this strange, bonded, & un-attached love for you.
A random quote I wrote down, thinking that I’d use it in a story one day… I INVITE YOU TO USE THIS IN A SHORT STORY, AND EMAIL IT TOM ME SO THAT I CAN POST IT ON MY BLOG. HOW ABOUT IT?
So what if I actually fell in love with that guy? How would that “intense liking” of that person increase? I would have probably been happier than what words can express. And if I lost that feeling….
So what if I actually fell in love with that guy? How would that “intense liking” of that person increase? I would have probably been happier than what words can express. And if I lost that feeling…
Then I would probably want to die, or at least live without really feeling alive.
I don’t know why you looked at me
The way you did,
It was as if you saw something in me
that I couldn’t see in myself.
And I might not ever get the chance to thank you,
But in the occasion of the moment
When your gaze fell upon me,
It moved me.
I wanted to see what you had seen.
I wanted to hear what you had thought.
I wondered what compelled you to glance my way?
A mold of a time so impersonal,
Where I could only count on the one and only…
and I was worth the wrinkle underneath your eye?
You got me thinking it would be alright to be a loveable,
Gullible, trustful, optimistic woman of this world.
Because through your eyes I’m only a reflection.
I liked the way you looked at me because
In your eyes I felt so sweet.
That was all I ever needed.
Your eyes were a soul changer for me.
Poetry by: NC Marisa Phanord
Art provided by My Modern Metropolis
“It’s Trina, right? Hi I’m Cole. I would love to have you as a roommate and as a potential friend. If you accept this invitation then there is something that you have to know. It’s the number 1 rule. We cannot be more than friends. I don’t want live in a miserable state for the entirety of this lease because things didn’t work out. Cool?” I’m going through this moment, our origin, over and over again right now because were in this type of situation; the type of situation where he’s in between my thighs and I’m looking up at him.
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I don’t want it
but it’s the only thing I know
I’m on my own.
I love to love
and don’t feel like my heart is out of beat.
I have people in my life that I Love and wouldn’t mind taking care of
and it’s those same people, who will take care for me. I know.
Yet, my heart is so guarded , just call it Fort Knox.
I believe that there are no crooks can steal this heart of mine.
I do not mind visitors but I’ll decide whether you’ll be my guest. Forever?
I guess I can thank God for that.
I guess His love is something I need to know
before I can love someone else.
I know how to love and how to use it.
I want to share it with someone who is worth it.
which seems impossible to do.
So I’ll sit. chill. and bow my head because,
I’m glad that He didn’t leave me alone and that I’m surrounded me with amazing people….
As I wait. sit. and chill.
Waiting for someone to blow away all my secret intelligence of the world I think I know.
So I’ll wait. sit. chill.
To feel…what’s God’s Deal.
I want you to see what these years have done for me
I have nothing to show for it.
I can only show you who I am.
I can only tell you about my plans.
I can only describe both my successes and failures.
You want something more tangible from me and
I Don’t have much to show for it.
I may not have a billion or two of anything.
Or have a million friends on FB, #true,
I have people who I love.
I have a reason to do my best.
You want proof of how I’m living…
Surrounded by people who love and care for me,
Is what I have show for my existence.
(WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SHOW?)
I don’t usually get my hopes up because it leads to disappointment. However, disappoint usually tends to find me when I’m alone or with people. So rather than being disappointed because of hope, people’s actions usually does the job. If you consistently say that “I’m going to call you” and you don’t, why would I take anything else you say seriously. Who would want to be in a relationship where s/he doesn’t take you serious? That kind of behavior is not something I care for. Especially if one does not plan on changing.
why do with it?
If that person wants to flirt then flirt with said person. Why? Because it’s fun. Not serious. It makes you feel good. but don’t invest your heart in the transaction.
I’m just saying