do you really believe me?
soo last night i couldnt sleep so i wrote this poem. i would like to hear your comments.
::H I D D E N F E A T U R E S::
The Christmas lights from the oppisite house light your face.
We sit on the roof of your fathers house.
It is snowing, coating the ground wth a blank canvas.
Pleading to be made into a masterpiece.
Make the memories.
Make it beautiful.
Romantic.
Make it last.
We are wrapped in a blanket not big enough for the both of us.
You sacrifice your toes and shoulders for my warmth.
Under the protection of the blanket, so no one will see, you grab my hand.
Even though it is night and everyone is oblivious to our meeting on the tops of houses.
You kiss my cheek and say I love you and trust you.
I look into your eyes and say,
how can you trust me when you don't even trust yourself?
How can you love me when you don't even know yourself?
Your eyes now hide behind that barrier you use to block life from you.
You open your eyes and it cant hold back the tears any longer.
Your defence, "But believe me..."
I cant believe you until you believe yourself.
I know your secrets.
I still love you.
You first have to love yourself though.
I kiss you and leave you.
You sit on the roof so no one can see you,
no one but the stars.
The journey to your room seems the longest since the wait till you finally met me.
You find me in your room,
ready to really start believing.
I will always love you.
I know you.
I will show you yourself.
-emily.
hehe. ok. yea i wrote that in like 15 minutes. i love writing. that was like the first one that wasnt really depressing. ok comment. aanndd i dont think many people read this bc i havent gotten many questions. ok toodles.
::H I D D E N F E A T U R E S::
The Christmas lights from the oppisite house light your face.
We sit on the roof of your fathers house.
It is snowing, coating the ground wth a blank canvas.
Pleading to be made into a masterpiece.
Make the memories.
Make it beautiful.
Romantic.
Make it last.
We are wrapped in a blanket not big enough for the both of us.
You sacrifice your toes and shoulders for my warmth.
Under the protection of the blanket, so no one will see, you grab my hand.
Even though it is night and everyone is oblivious to our meeting on the tops of houses.
You kiss my cheek and say I love you and trust you.
I look into your eyes and say,
how can you trust me when you don't even trust yourself?
How can you love me when you don't even know yourself?
Your eyes now hide behind that barrier you use to block life from you.
You open your eyes and it cant hold back the tears any longer.
Your defence, "But believe me..."
I cant believe you until you believe yourself.
I know your secrets.
I still love you.
You first have to love yourself though.
I kiss you and leave you.
You sit on the roof so no one can see you,
no one but the stars.
The journey to your room seems the longest since the wait till you finally met me.
You find me in your room,
ready to really start believing.
I will always love you.
I know you.
I will show you yourself.
-emily.
hehe. ok. yea i wrote that in like 15 minutes. i love writing. that was like the first one that wasnt really depressing. ok comment. aanndd i dont think many people read this bc i havent gotten many questions. ok toodles.