Mine egne små tekster

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  • Publiceret: 15 aug. 2011
  • Opdateret: 9 dec. 2018
  • Status: Igang
Her vil jeg skrive mine små tekster. Digte, tanker eller små historier jeg alligevel aldrig for skrevet færdige. Det er underholdende, at se, hvordan min skrivestil har forandret sig gennem de seneste 4 år.

Underligt nok, er dette, dét, jeg er mest stolt af. Måske fordi, det er skrevet med føleleser og ikke hastværk?

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230. i don't think love feels like this

The touch of him has been

left untouched

No matter how hard I scrub

I can still sense his scent

on me

and it smells sweet

and like regret

 

Perhaps I still seem to give off

the vibe

that I'm someone else's

Perhaps he has marked me in

places

only others can see

 

and the next shot of vodka

that was supposed to make my

smile return

has left me crying on the floor

 

Perhaps I am and will be

forever sad

Perhaps I am and will spend

the remaining of my days on a

cold bathroom floor

writing bad poetry

 

and you will move on and live

and I'm sure of it because you

already have

and I will take boys home

trying to remove the taste of you

with their drunken lips

and they'll always be gone in

the morning

Perhaps because my blankets still

fold like only you belong there

Perhaps because the sunshine greets

you with kindness and them with

harshness

 

and I'm sure of it because a

couple of boys have already

come and gone

 

and I'm not so sure I love you

and I'm not so sure it was ever love

 

but I miss your bedhead

and your smoker breath

and how your favorite cereal always

found it's way onto the kitchen

counter

 

and the next shot of vodka that was

supposed to make me forget

made me remember everything

all at once

 

and I miss you

but please don't ever come back

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