Must be the start of heroic attempts…
Forever in Love
You left a note
You said our love was a joke,
And you couldn’t even tell it
to my face.
Now you’re far far away
with nothing left to say,
Yet I still stand here screaming
I LOVE YOU!
Prance back out of my life,
in the midst of the night.
Don’t let the door hit your ass
as you go.
I hope you crash and burn,
no longer my concern.
I hope the next time I see you
we’re in Hell.
But keep in mind,
though I am left behind,
you will always be the man I love.
One wrong move
Does not change
Who you are.
And you’re still my favorite man by far.
I Propose To You
How do you do?
Aaron my boo
Love you I do
I must have you soon.
The deep ocean blue
Holds no fish but you
In all time due
I will be yours too.
Our love is true,
Even for us loons.
If you reject me then boo,
But please say “I do”.
I got bored in Anthropology discussion one day and stared writing silly rhymes. This is just something fun that I was proud that I made rhyme the entire way through.
Can I have birth control?
I got pregnant because I didn't have birth control and I don't want the fetus. Can I have an abortion?
I gave birth to my child but since I wasn't expecting it, I can't afford daycare. Can I have help paying for it?
Well, why can't I have birth control?
Because. Sex isn't for recreation. It's for procreation.
But it can help regulate my period and benefit me in other ways.
For no reason other than for recreational sex, may I have birth control?
Do you have a penis?
YES, YES I DO!!
WELL HOWDY, VALID CITIZEN. You can buy condoms by the dozens. Here, here's a pack of special condom for "His Pleasure." Oooh, these come in different colours and flavours. Here, try these. They have ribs on them. And this one glows in the dark!! LOL OMG DICK LIGHTSABER!!
But seriously, you're a man. You can do what ever you want.
Shut up, you sinning, freeloading hussy.
Running, agile, spirited
Ground covering strides
Freedom tastes wild as sunshine
Love is sitting together, saying nothing yet still talking. It’s skyping for hours on end, contented with conversation and equally satisfied with silence. Staring at each other, hungry for every glance you can get; memorizing everything in sight for you never know when you will see them next. It’s loving words filled with emotion; compromising, putting their happiness over yours; a need to be connected whether by touch, sound, or text. It’s being drenched with thoughts of them, for you never are without them.
Love is the most amazing feeling in the world, and I never want to fall out of it. Losing you would be the worst mistake of my life. Loving you was and continues to be the best decision I ever made.
Can you imagine?
Can you imagine
Flying over countless fields
Through woods, over hills, down valleys
Forging water, crossing danger
Running as you hah never done before.
Can you imagine
Emotions left behind
Senses overwhelmed with
Hoofbeats, breaths, warm flesh
Beneath you as you fly.
If you can
Remember the freedom
Savor the speed, relish the connection
Feel with all your soul
For in a moment, all can be lost
Then you can, ONLY
Fat, fat (again), whore.
I’ll admit to the fat, but I’m not a whore.
I finally understand how I feel. Lovesick. It is a state of existence where your entire world is centered on one person.Each emotion that I could identify within myself had some direct correlation to him. Overjoyed, sad, lonely, eager, and lovesick.
I am deliriously happy to simply be on a call with him (either skype or cell phone) because I feel just that much closer. Nothing has to be said, nothing need be said, it is just being remotely connected to the one I love that brings simple joy.
Butterflies in my stomach make me float rather than walk, while thinking about the future and speculating on the possibility of where I will be in 3+ years does not scare me, for I know that if I am still with him, I will be fine. No. I will be better than fine, for there is no one else that I mesh just right with in every way.
I eagerly hope to hear Skype make that ping sound for an incoming IM, and even find joy in the Skype ring tone, for he is at the other end. I used to not care much about having my cell phone with me, but texting him, or getting a call from him brightens even the darkest of days.
Sad just in that moment, when I know we must end the call for he has work, and I have an essay on Othello due tomorrow.
Lonely for I wish he were here to hold me.
I love you. I want you. I need you.
You are my everything. The truth of that scares me, but with you I am not afraid.