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can’t you let my heart know
i don’t need you
anymore
i keep telling it to stop beating
for you
and start beating for me
but i think it’s taken sides
(maybe i got it broken too many times)
and tell the butterflies in my stomach
that they’re starving me
all that fluttering puts me off my food
you see - i think they’ve turned on me
eat eat eating away at my insides
while you’re on it
could you tell my eyes
that their tears are wasted
and that there’s no point in looking sad
because in the end - no one cares
i think my body’s turned against me
and you’re the only one
that can set it straight
maybe it’s because you know me
better than i know myself
or maybe it just prefers you too me
either way it doesn’t matter
you’ll never read this
i don’t need you
anymore
i keep telling it to stop beating
for you
and start beating for me
but i think it’s taken sides
(maybe i got it broken too many times)
and tell the butterflies in my stomach
that they’re starving me
all that fluttering puts me off my food
you see - i think they’ve turned on me
eat eat eating away at my insides
while you’re on it
could you tell my eyes
that their tears are wasted
and that there’s no point in looking sad
because in the end - no one cares
i think my body’s turned against me
and you’re the only one
that can set it straight
maybe it’s because you know me
better than i know myself
or maybe it just prefers you too me
either way it doesn’t matter
you’ll never read this
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give me something poetic.
like the way the grass
sparkles
at dawn. scratch that,
too cliche. say,
shush, close your eyes
see the dawn
then forget. forget
because forgetting
is poetic. remember
your grandmother, sick
in the hospital, saying
the old should be beautiful.
this deserves
remembering.
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i wanna know where you are.
write how i feel? okay, this is how i feel.
i miss you. you disappoint me over and over again, but i miss you. the way things are when i'm with you is just so fantastic i can't even explain what it does to me. i feel like the world is about to collapse when you're away and when you're here i can't gather the strength to breathe.
everytime my phone goes off i want it to be you. i have written letters in my head that i would love to say but i can't. i want you to text me or call me or drop by my house just to say all these words that i keep wishing you will. i want you to play me the song i told you to write for me and i want you to see me on
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listen:
If you let me --if you listened-- I would paint the sky orange just for you.
.
Today, you are a dreamer with your broken eyes and the heady ecstasy of your smile. I don't know myself from the paper on the wall. I could fall for you. [the way you hold your words to your chest is beautiful.] I could fall for you and you would only look away.
If you knew --if you understood-- baby, I would make these words beautiful like you. Like your dark hair and how it flicks into your eyes. Like the callused poetry of your hands. I would will the sky with my romantic dreams. I would fill my world with glory. I would fill my life with you.
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wonderful
i think i've loved every poem i've read by you :3
i think i've loved every poem i've read by you :3