
Priscilla. A writer, a psychologist wannabe, a student. Hopeless romantic. Pisces. Content.
"The thing to remember is, if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too.” - Katie Bates

title: If
If I could tell you my dreams, I would paint you the picture in my head The clouds and the birds All the colours of my world
If I could hide in your arms, These monsters might never come back My nights would be safe And you would be there with me
If I put on a façade Would you try to see through it? When you see how flawed I am Would you run away from me?
If I sang you my heart, You might hear its broken tone You might even have it memorized But you won’t sing along with me
If this were the last road on earth Would you take it with me? Or would you go your own way? Would you say goodbye?
If I keep guessing and asking, Would I be answered somehow? Is there a point in this? Do you even hear me? Labels: poetry |
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title: Remember When you think of the time
We spend growing up together Do you find it dull? Or do you still laugh at the jokes we made? If I see you ten years from now, Would you think I’m silly for bringing up the jolly old times? Or would you smile tenderly at them? Remember that striped pants I had? That crazy magenta shade of your hair? The tears we cried, the broken hearts? The songs we sang, the wide-eyed wonders? When I see you ten years from now, I’ll recall every ordinary miracles we made, That frail hand you broke when we were three And those mushy dreams we longed for It’s time to fly, yet we’re holding on To the precious past and the wild hope That we shouldn’t leave this place That we can stay the same forever I won’t cry and you shouldn’t I’ll see you again before the ten years end And even if you forget how funny we could be I’ll remember, forever. This was sort of dedicated to my best friends, though not everyone read it, but I did think of them while writing this. :P Don't laugh, okay? |
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