You Cared Once... by TheMelancholyArtist, literature
Literature
You Cared Once...
I see you every day,
No words,
No hugs,
No feelings.
I’m dead to you,
Invisible,
I DON'T EXIST!!!
You’ve affected my life,
You’ve changed me,
And yet,
You walked away,
When you said you wouldn’t.
YOU PROMISED!
I trusted you,
And you stabbed me in the back with it.
You made me feel worthless.
And the worst part?
I'd take you back,
Let you back into my life,
Give you another chance,
If only you cared...
You did once,
But you don't now,
And what you don't know,
Is that I still do...
Is It Worth It? by TheMelancholyArtist, literature
Literature
Is It Worth It?
Relationships are built on honesty and trust right?
You can confide anything to the other person and know that they won't say a word to anyone, and they can do the same to you. It doesn't matter who or what about, what time of day or night. They're your anchor, your shoulder to cry on, the person who'll be there through it all.
But what do you, or even can you do, when you can either tell them the truth and hurt them, or lie to them and not be honest at all?
Do you risk losing your friend? Or do you keep what you cannot say and let it eat away at you?
Why does it hurt you the most to say what cannot be said?
And when the other person goe
My mask.
Is it a sin? a crime? an immoral way to live?
you hide your secrets(protection).
you tell people lies(fake).
they think its the truth(secrets).
and when the mask comes off?
secrets are exposed.
old lies become new truths.
old truths become new lies.
fakeness becomes protection.
protection turns to insecurity.
scars become open wounds.
you become who you weren't...
and you weren't who you are.
In Your Eyes I Trust by TheMelancholyArtist, literature
Literature
In Your Eyes I Trust
Our smiles brighten and eyes,
They glitter when we see us.
Our hugs make us fuzzy,
Feel butterflies in our stomachs'.
Locked eyes across the room,
Our silently mouthed conversations.
Emoticons flying,
They race back and forth across screens.
Simple little secrets,
Told to the ones who care.
Music playing softly around us,
Something that we both enjoy deeply.
Random hysterical moments,
To ease the little-to-none awkwardness.
In our eyes, is the truth.
Protection.
Caring.
Sincerity.
Innocence.
Fun.
Secrets.
In your eyes, I trust.
Emotional Mind vs. Subconcious by TheMelancholyArtist, literature
Literature
Emotional Mind vs. Subconcious
He cares (or so he says)
He'll be there (what if he isn't?)
He'll protect me (he'll hurt you instead)
You're visible to him (no, invisible, just like everyone else)
He'll never lie (he lies to you daily)
He's never tricked me (everything is a trick when it comes to him)
He hugs me (an obligation, just so he can hurt you EVEN more)
He wants me happy (just so he can cause you MORE pain)
He looks out for me (only because he should)
He Cares About ME (or so you think )
He Loves Me ( He'll break your heart)
The First Time He Played by TheMelancholyArtist, literature
Literature
The First Time He Played
His fingers flowed across the beautiful marble white marble keys,
The technique was brilliant, flawless as flawless could be,
A favourite piece, perfect in emotion and beautiful in rendition,
It wasn't requested, just talked about for a while on the phone,
Speakerphone receptor quality sucked however,
The melody in her head was beautiful as it followed every note perfectly,
Went over every key with him as he played this rendition,
And by the time his final finger hit the last key,
She was sleeping oh so soundly to the image of him at a piano,
Playing said majestic piece for her ears,
And hers only as she dreamt of him at the piano,
Some of The Best Things by TheMelancholyArtist, literature
Literature
Some of The Best Things
Some of the best things are...
those that are unsaid
.. like thoughts
those that are shown
.. like emotions
those that are expressed
.. like hugs
those that make us feel
.. accepted
.. respected
.. loved
Nothing But A Memory by TheMelancholyArtist, literature
Literature
Nothing But A Memory
I have to tell you something.
I never wanted you to leave. I still don't know why you did. I see your face, your smile, you happy every single day. Why couldn't I do that?
I feel your hugs, every night while I sleep and wonder why you couldn't actually be there. What did I do wrong?
I remember everything. the smiles. the laughs. the conversations. the hugs. the kisses. the dream(s). Why did it all have to go? What did I do that made you go away?
I had just fixed myself... and you tore me down again. I tried to be perfect for you. I tried to be Her. But she was just too good... wasn't she?
The one person that I couldn't live up to.
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