Not really sure how it happened, yet somehow,
you lowered my jaw and raised my eyebrows,
what happens now? where do we go?
trying to let it happen, at least i actually know,
you shyly showed your feelings, opened up the lock,
not sure how to tell me, no matter how i'd be in shock,
went back to the stock and found the pile of happy,
left in the waste bin the over stock of crappy,
your emotions slapped me and had me stuck,
something good actually happened during bad luck,
surely i may suck but now we can see,
everything that we deserve to be,
even if with me you don't see anything more,
then a couple of months, at least i can snore,
and wake up knowing from Just Engaging Nothing,
i am now able to be a reason for blushing.
:) I like the first two lines
:) I like the first two lines and the last line
the entire poem for me was a bit choppy tho
it had that feeling a poem gets when it is written and worded to rhyme rather than to express the thought or feeling, I write some like that too but I tend to not like poems with that feel, even my own, especially my own lol
Much Love
Ashley
yeah i understand what ur
yeah i understand what ur saying. sometimes i just move my hand with no control over whats written and my mind always defaults back to rhyming to make sense. even with all the clutter its still something i can try to be proud of
can you hear me now?
it just takes practice
it just takes practice
Much Love
Ashley
no need to tell me that!
no need to tell me that!
can you hear me now?
Cute lol
Cute lol
B~Ur~Self!
how so?
how so?
can you hear me now?