Colleen Brown's Blog, page 149
July 11, 2014
I needed youand you left me.
I missed youand you forgot me.
I loved youand you hurt me.
I fixed...
I needed you
and you left me.
I missed you
and you forgot me.
I loved you
and you hurt me.
I fixed you
and you ruined me.
Thank you, anonymous! I wasn’t aware! Also, you don’t have to be such a D when it comes...
Thank you, anonymous! I wasn’t aware! Also, you don’t have to be such a D when it comes to correcting me!
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"It was like a sudden
gust of wind, or an almost
empty sky, filled with one
cloud that for some..."
gust of wind, or an almost
empty sky, filled with one
cloud that for some reason
cannot stop itself from crying.
This is how it felt when
you left, a sudden storm
that gave no warning before
destroying an entire city.
And just like the civilians,
I had no idea what to do
next but to sit and wait for it
to stop. But unlike rain clouds
and spiteful tides, the feeling
of you destruction never did
pass. It was always above me,
always following me like I was
the only one who needed
this disaster to appreciate
what I still had. But it never
felt like a lesson, and I still
have yet to learn from my mistakes,
still have yet to prepare myself
in case it happens again.
But I am still waiting for
the remnants of what you left
me with to fix itself, to show me
that there might still be some hope
of your demise. So I will wait
for this feeling of uncertainty
and anxiety to stop. But knowing
you, and knowing of your capability
to manipulate anything that tries
to stop you, I will be waiting
for the rest of my life.”
- "What came after you," - Colleen Brown
July 10, 2014
"It was like a sudden
gust of wind, or an almost
empty sky, filled with one
cloud that for some..."
gust of wind, or an almost
empty sky, filled with one
cloud that for some reason
cannot stop itself from crying.
This is how it felt when
you left, a sudden storm
that gave no warning before
destroying an entire city.
And just like the civilians,
I had no idea what to do
next but to sit and wait for it
to stop. But unlike rain clouds
and spiteful tides, the feeling
of your destruction never did
pass. It was always above me,
always following me like I was
the only one who needed
this disaster to appreciate
what I still had. But it never
felt like a lesson, and I still
have yet to learn from my mistakes,
still have yet to prepare myself
in case it happens again.
But I am still waiting for
the remnants of what you left
me with to fix itself, to show me
that there might still be some hope
of your demise. So I will wait
for this feeling of uncertainty
and anxiety to stop. But knowing
you, and knowing of your capability
to manipulate anything that tries
to stop you, I will be waiting
for the rest of my life.”
- "What came after you," - Colleen Brown
I loved you through
thick and thin. I loved
you even when I thought
there was no more love
inside...
I loved you through
thick and thin. I loved
you even when I thought
there was no more love
inside of my heart to give.
I loved you until my hands
grew tired and sore from
holding onto something
that was going to eventually
leave in the end. I loved
you through everything.
Even when I was left
with absolutely nothing.
We both created promisesthat we couldn’t keep.So there is no usein blaming someone otherthan...
We both created promises
that we couldn’t keep.
So there is no use
in blaming someone other
than ourselves. It was
both of our fault that we
couldn’t stick to what
we had swore to when we
both thought love
was on our side. So there
is no use in trying
to point a finger at anyone
other than the person
who is looking back at us
in the mirror.
I know you still
see me in all of
your favorite
things.


I know you still
see me in all of
your favorite
things.
I know you still see me in all of your favorite things.


I know you still
see me in all of
your favorite
things.
July 9, 2014
You are the reasonthat my tongue is drippinginspiration and hope, and if it wasn’t for your...
You are the reason
that my tongue is dripping
inspiration and hope, and if
it wasn’t for your touch,
I don’t think I would have ever
been able to understand how
it really feels to be completely
consumed by the taste
of someone else’s love.
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