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Colorless is how people should appear to a police officer’s view Offender’s skin shouldn't make a difference in the end its true
Colorless is how people should appear to a police officer’s view Offender’s skin shouldn't make a difference in the end its true
Yeah, I quit, so what? Our team was terrible, it sucked You could tell from the first games That weren’t on the same page I was hitting the ball, getting triples
I have memorized all the break up songs Cried a thousand times Remembered your beautiful eyes and face But… The memory of what’s behind it Breaks me up every time I want to say I love you
How was it so easy to change on me We use to be so deeply in love That when you were sad, I cried When I was hot , You Sweated When i thought, You reacted If you had an enemy
Me and You I was your love and you were my babe Sounds cliche and cheesy but why not hun Just a couple of kids who secretely liked the other for years But this was not known until recent
Do you feel that?  That feeling of pure satisfaction and highness? Oh, how I love that feeling.  The feeling of the liquid being push into my viens, 
It's 12 am and I'm starting to realize that I literally want no one else but you and I only want to touch and draw on your skin and I only want your hands on me and I only want to comb my fingers through your hair and I only want your lips to e
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One day you were there By my side Hand in hand Than one day you left No words were spoken you Were Gone Waiting for you Hoping someday  You'll return.
please dont ask me to write about our love or about us at all   because i can only write poetry on the things that kill me   and if you want a poem from me
You didn't tell me you  loved me in so many words   but in the way you looked at me and held me   you didn't tell me goodbye in so many words  
man my minds a train wreck so explosive but nobody knows what's going on cuz I show no emotion. I don't feel the need to tell people my problems.simply because my problems are my problems.
My heart was once your home. Lucky for the girl who have your heart now Lucky, for she finally captured what was once mine. Be happy, I know you already are.   I want to be happy for you
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