Forgotten

All day long, she sits and wonders what she did wrong. Never has he ever treated her like the way he treats her now. Like she is a pest, something he adores one day, and despises the next. He used to be her superman, but now he's like a trickster. She knows she deserves better, but yet she doesn't want to say good bye. To say good bye to the guy who taught her confidence, to the guy who doesn't have time for her.

The Greater Lover

I have been so great a loved: Rainy days

These i have loved:
Kit kats, inviting and mouth watering,
With small crisps in the middle; heart wrenching poetry; always tells a story.
Rain drops fall from the sky, falling over me and my world; the light drops falling.
Of Amber, just beginning to bloom; and many great smelling flowers;
Clouds, towering over me, covering my sky, and the sweet sense of passion.
The feeling of playing the strings of an old acoustic guitar; absolute serenity,
A fresh glass of strawberry lemonade, delicious and relaxing,
Thinking of their smile, brings joy to my heart; Sharing everything with them,
i would want nothing more; Putting complete and utter trust in them, is a scary, but worth while.
Fresh rain washing away my troubles; and the breath taking aggressive kiss,
The excitement of giving everything you have, everything you love in someones hands,
Just feeling their presence towering over me; i feel safe,
Free, and wild, living everyday to the fullest; always over thinking everything,
Their laugh is what gets me through the day; adorable.
The smell of fresh cut wood, and the pages of a new book; fascinating, and wonderful,
The sweet smell of smoke coming off of burning wood,
The relaxing smell of fresh cut grass; happiness,
About the smell of gasoline, and the fresh smell of mud...

If Marilyn Monroe Wrote Poetry..

Life, Love, and sensuality.
Glamor, fashion, insecurities.
Hollywood will pay a million dollars for a kiss,
and 50 cents for your soul.
Adventuress, quiet, independent.
Shoes, diamonds, men.
Emptiness, hopeful, admiration
Impress, blow away, adore
Kiss, touch, feel, hurt
Love, live, perform.

My name is John and..

I find peace in the wind blowing through my hair. I feel peace when I am alone. I find peace when you're by my side. As I gaze up into the sky I find complete and utter serenity. Like nothing else in this world is significant to where I am right now. The only thing running through my mind is the moment I am living in. We all have our share of problems, but we all have a hard time letting them go. The problems we face are like balloons. they fill up until they're about to explode, and then we let thim go. This is what brings us peace; letting go. We take all of our excess baggage with us, but all it does is slow us down, until we have no choice but to stop. We stop, and contemplate all of our worries, and sorrows in the world. We can stop for hours, maybe even days. This is the first step of finding peace; is confronting and realizing that our problems will follow us wherever we go. I just let my "balloon" go, the one that was filled with worries, one with regrets, and one with guilt. I let all of my balloons go so I could find peace. I have found peace, now it's your turn.