Coco J. Ginger's Blog, page 34
February 15, 2013
you are me
It starts in my heart overwhelming. Floods to my stomach paining— when you are away. It soars to my head igniting fevers, making me feel pretend. This started, when an angel fell into my dream awakening me, warning— that though we seemed so different, we were one. We were of the same cayenne blood. I [...]
I shall take the heart.
For brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world. ― L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
February 13, 2013
“Why are old lovers able to become friends?
Two reasons. They never truly loved each other… or they love each other still. ― Whitney Otto, How to make an American Quilt
February 10, 2013
special friend
My special friend has gone away He took my heart and left —just the other day. I said, “don’t go“, But he couldn’t stay He said he must be on his way. He took his baggage I couldn’t claim Bought a ticket to Lonely Lane I said, “be fair“ He said, “let’s fight“ We ran [...]
February 8, 2013
High-five
I’m in love with you— Right? No. I am not. How could I? After you treated me like an Arab girl in a medieval, historic plot. Still, I cared a lot—holding a memory [of you friend] like a red-heart shaped helium balloon. The way you’ve settled to treat people, has drowned the respect of your [...]
miss you miss you now i have to kiss you
I miss you, and it’s okay— these are the feelings I won’t restrain, tame, rearrange— to fit an ice-covered heart. [miss you miss you now i have to kiss you] If being real means hurting, then I’ll hurt [happily]. Evidence of pumping blood a ticking heart this dreamers brain. So I miss you— it hurts [...]
February 7, 2013
I am incompatible
…with your unhappiness.
February 6, 2013
Writer?
A complimentary term to conceal one’s insanities.
February 4, 2013
seduce thee with my pen
If you cannot win a man over with beauty. If you cannot win a man over with brilliance, intelligence, or education. If you cannot win a man over through ideals, pots of gold,talk of happy endings. If you cannot win a man over through manipulations, through charming well played-out seductions…. Then you must win [...]
February 3, 2013
Store-bought boy
Your words are store-bought. But you can’t buy my heart, though you bite it with your cowardice. You’re cheap baby. Like cigarettes, like the love you tried to trade me with. But you can’t have me. You can’t even know me. Because you are store-bought. To me—you are pretend. Make me cry, my eyes will [...]
