Colleen Brown's Blog, page 239
December 14, 2013
"We have different meanings for the same words.
When I said forever, I meant for eternity.
When you..."
We have different meanings for the same words.
When I said forever, I meant for eternity.
When you said forever, I should have known
that what you meant was until tomorrow morning.
Our definition of love is too inconsistent
for someone to be able to understand both sides.
You believe that love is giving it all up,
while I believe that love is sacrifice.
In your mouth, I am the synonym that can never be
replaced by prettier words; words that seem
to have more of a rich meaning when they are
rolling off of your lips.
In my mouth, you are a run-on sentence;
the words that I can never seem to pronounce.
In my mouth, you rest underneath my tongue;
just waiting for the right time to make a fool out of me.
- "Let me be your dictionary," - Colleen Brown
When you are here,I feel as if all the struggleto get you to staywas worth it.
When you are gone,I...
When you are here,
I feel as if all the struggle
to get you to stay
was worth it.
When you are gone,
I always seem to
ask myself what it was
that I did wrong,
and what I can do,
to make it right again.
When you are in my arms,
I finally feel safe
being on the inside
of my own skin; your presence
is the only thing
that makes me feel
as if everything
is going to be okay.
Your words strip you naked and leave nothing behind but your most intimate thoughts. And through your writing I can embody your everything thought. There is nothing more beautiful than sharing your naked mind. There is nothing more beautiful than you
You are the beautiful one in this scenario, my peach. I would just love to step into your mind sometime. That would be something that would leave my fingers numb and my own mind inspired. You are truly a rare and delicate gift. I wonder if your conscious of your own beauty.
December 13, 2013
Your scars are proofthat you survivedthrough the timeswhere giving upseemed like the onlyanswer....
Your scars are proof
that you survived
through the times
where giving up
seemed like the only
answer. They are
swollen tissue
with bitter words
underneath the surface.
Your scars are the
stories that will linger
on you until it’s time
to start fading away.
Your scars are proof
that if you made it
through then, you can
make it through
once again.
Let mesum it upin six words:Without you,I will be happy.
Let me
sum it up
in six words:
Without you,
I will be happy.
I dream of the daywhen we are finallytogether, and youhave finally surrenderedto the love that Ihave...
I dream of the day
when we are finally
together, and you
have finally surrendered
to the love that I
have always had
saved up in
my heart for you.
If there is anythingthat I want with all of me,it is for your bodyto be pressed againstmy body, and...
If there is anything
that I want with all of me,
it is for your body
to be pressed against
my body, and for
the both of us
to feel that kind
of absolute bliss.
My poetry professors hands on the first day of class, and the...
My poetry professors hands on the first day of class, and the last day of class.
December 12, 2013
He looks at me,
and I know that
his hands are
searching for me.
I am the sin
that he so badly
wants...
He looks at me,
and I know that
his hands are
searching for me.
I am the sin
that he so badly
wants to commit.
His skin yearns
for the feeling
of my body
against his.
Today is the last day I will be seeing my poetry professor for months, and all I want to do is touch...
Today is the last day I will be seeing my poetry professor for months, and all I want to do is touch his hands.
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