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rule of thumbI always,
I always forget normal guys like normal girls. Its been this way for as far as
I've known, I love.....not this, but that
I am an awfully odd oddity, sometimes I wish that I was so plain for you to like me still.
Searching for the lost and goneMy whole body aches
It's been almost a whole year..
I've gone almost an entire year
without your lips on my heart.
My body is trembling, where are you?
starving and shovingEveryone was leaving me be, to wallow in so
much of myself.
That is why I slept with you,
I needed someone to be in my vacant heart.
I slept with you because I needed you to be inside me, to fill
my hollow chest.
because sometimes when you're fucking someone it really feels like they're trying
to push and shove themselves into your heart too.
LosersWe're making the same mistakes, would you like to go out for coffee some time?
We're making the same mistakes, would you like to crawl into my bed some time?
Good MothersI feel like de-friending all of you bitches on facebook.
Please, stop talking about 'Wednesday date-nights' with your daughter.
(and never breaking that promise)
Please, stop talking about you and her going to Disneyworld. Just the two of you
because you love her so much, and want that experience together.
Please, stop all of this mother-lovingness on a place where I scroll through
to see where I stand in life.
You're my mother's friend, and yet I can tell you're a better mother, even from some
shitty medium like facebook.
I'm so jealous that I will never have any of those moments, or feelings again.
WaspI'm scared of falling under again.
to have THAT feeling.
Where butterflies lick my heart and lips
and tickle my wrists.
I'd rather remain detached, safe, in control.
You open me up like a rose bud, buddy.
staticI woke up today with no emotions, or feelings about anything!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (can my exclamation points give u da feels instead of me)!!!!
Bitlets 158She can’t decide to ask him
picking the petals of forget-me-nots:
he likes me,
he forgives me not.
PetalsI pull off a petal
"He loves me."
His smile is the galaxy I live and breathe in.
I pull off a petal.
And when he can't make time for me, that's okay.
He makes up for it in his kisses.
I pull off a petal.
The other girls don't matter
Because he comes home to me.
It hurts a little but I deal with it
Because he is the sun and the stars.
I pull off a petal.
He may ignore me sometimes
But deep down I know he cares.
I pull off a petal.
I'm hurting, but I need him.
He's the only one in my head.
He's the air in my lungs.
I pull off a petal.
"He loves me not."
speechlessI swear, I don't think I've ever
met a person quite like you before.
You stir up an inconceivable amount of feelings
inside of me, and it seems that I can never
find the right words to say whenever I'm around you.
historically inaccurate documents-i-
you were perfect.
i could not look directly
at your flare, your lace,
i learned to love and blush
in that moment.
there are eight planets
and each one orbits
i am the first person to name
this cluster of stars
for the handful of freckles
on your arm
that it mirrors.
and i am also
you are the gleaming envy
of every viewer. you stand
bathed in worship-worthy
nervous ticks that only i
not a single other being
in our plane
is made of matter.
you alone are real
and we are the shatters
of the echoes
your breathing makes.
cusped quasars sync
portals swarming out of
sinusoidal orders. ornate
soils storing digitized loyalties
of lovers purring potently.
potential switched kinetic
all times are ours
and all dimensions follow
all rhymes involve
and all tensions swallow
we're all right
in all beds
with all words
like the length
of our lives,
we are withou
In TuneI breathe in time with the rise and fall of your chest.
When our fingers lace, they hold tight for hours.
You don't just finish my sentences
I swear you read my mind.
We're a well oiled machine.
Like the ebb and flow of the sea.
We're becoming one body, one soul.
You and me.
We're meant to be.
One nightOne night, I can be with you.
I don't have to look at the moon
anymore; hoping that you will be
looking too. The stars dance
around the moon like all those
other girls do, because they want
to be with you.
Envy begins to the poison that
sets into my veins; how any of
those girls could make you feel
like you've found the one but I'm
just going to be that girl that
sits on the side wishing that
you could love me.
You won't even know anything about
me but, I know so much about you,
my dear. The way that you smile the
definition of happiness, to the way
your voice plays a symphony that is
I begin to fall in love with you
all over again, like I did before.
Nothing could make me feel so safe
and warm in a cocoon except for you;
looking at me with those blue eyes
that are brighter then the ocean
itself making it jealous of you.
Our UniverseHere we are in our mundane universe.
We stand underneath the night sky
And gaze up at the stars.
We are two small specks of dust
Attached to each other by tangled fingers.
My toes wiggle deeper into the sand
As I watch you splash around in the warm water.
Sometimes it's hard to believe there's a universe out there.
But we'll see it someday.
Together, hand in hand,
We will explore this huge galaxy.
We will make our own discoveries.
We will search for adventure
All the while we hold tightly to each other.
Because I see the universe in your eyes and your heart.
Because no matter how far we go
We'll still be two little dots
Lying on that beach
i swearCrouched behind the sun
Time to see what I have done
Washing over me like a wave
Forcing me to try and save
My sandcastle, under the sea
Who is my lover, and the key
To happiness in eternality
Perhaps the snow is just
The barrier before my lust
If they love me they'll let me go
Push my way into the snow
Kiss him gently, one more time
Why must love be such a crime?
He is my light, my guiding flame
So why does society need to shame
The reason why I even came?
I just want to fall asleep at night
Close to him, my shining light
Warm with plenty of time to go
Safe from every flake of snow
I'll take it slow.
I'm Not In LoveI can’t say I’m in love
Cause I’m not sure I know what love is
I can’t say you’re enough
Because I have no idea
What lies ahead,
All I know is now
And how we talk every night
Trying to fight
The urge to sleep
How we jam out in your car
To Taylor Swift and Macklemore
How you always say you love me more,
You help me with my math
Cause I’m no longer good at it
We laugh and laugh
Trying to forget
The tears the conversation started with,
You tell me I’m pretty
And I’ll find someone someday
Who is just as amazing as I am
But I wish it were you…
I can’t tell if I’m in love
I’m too young,
I don’t know enough
But I do know
I never want to end it
YouStillFancyDigitalClocks.I'm a broken clock, I never keep the right time! My owner should get me reconstructed. No, wait I am your clock that you bought from a messed up Horologist. But you said it yourself, you're bad with clocks, and I'm bad with guys.
I'm not a fucking brand new "shiny" digital clock that you-just-glance-at , I'm an antique, I grow on you. My rosier carved spine, gold framed hips, and wine-stained wooden lips. Are to bland for you I guess... I understand we live in a world of plastic, but I promise, if you spend a little time actually looking at my blacksmith-made, faded hands and aged Oak numbers. You would prefer my ivory face than a cheap... somethingthatcouldbeusedasafuckingtoiletcleaner.
The pain you give me is like a pounding, clanking, bell it runs all through my body. It's intruding actually, crashing in my head and making me all wobbly and such. I want my shitty unlevled pendulum-heart; the thing you keep playing with, and keep getting finger prints on by the way. Replaced maybe th
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