i'm trying to collect stories from people about ex girlfriends/ex boyfriends/friends that you haven't seen in years...a story from a time when you were happiest with them...it's for a project i'm doing about the stories that surround the people we love(d)...it can be as long or as short as you like and can be about anything, in any form. A poem, a letter, a story. as long as it fits on one a4 piece of paper... thankyou very much...
hmmmm...ok i will try some stuff out and send it to ya when im done...is there a specific deadline or is it just a personal project? Roly.xxx
this is a poem about an experiance of me and a ex boyfriend. emphatic hearts Through the spider web you weave, Our bodies into one, The voodoo lies forgotten now, our minds and souls undone. Hold me, take me, twist me in, our spirits now entwined. wrap me, trap me, pull me in, a nirvanic state of mind. Tradeing all our inner thoughts, Without saying a word, Silent whispers screamed at me, and quietly they're heared. Imprisoned in the lonely world, Together we're alone. Binding down emphatic hearts, We understand our own. Hold me, take me, twist me in, our spirits now entwined. wrap me, trap me, pull me in, a nirvanic state of mind. ummm here is another which was describing a moment of pure insanity and depression and the ex saving my life... litteraly. My Angel Saviour. Distorted images, A ray of light dancing on the ripples. The above abbys seeps into the water, Seeps into my soul. Just the ray of light, Dancing through my mind. Through the tears i see only the light. The light and you. Just you my angel. Through my tears i think of only the abbys. The Abbys and you. Just you my Angel. Unchained thoughts. A state of maddness plays with my mind. I see myself fall into these deep waters. Plunge down to freedom. Just the ray of light, Dancing through my mind. Through the tears i see only the light. The light and you. Just you my angel. Through the tears i think of only the abbys. The Abbys and you. Just you Angel. Crawling Closer. An attempt for selfish freedom begins. Yet i hear a voice of an angel. My Angel calls. Just my Angels voice. Dancing through my soul. Through the tears i see only the light. The light and you. Just you my angel. Through the tears i think of only your voice. Your voice and you. Just you Angel. Uncontrolable fears. The voice of a Tortured Angel sent to save. Uncontrolable tears. The touch of a weeping Angel sent to save. Uncontrolable fears. The embrace of an Angel here to save. Uncontrolable tears. My saviour, My only saviour arives. My Angel. But they are all a bit shitty. very teenage i wrote them when i was 15/16. ummm i have some writings about ex's too. *goes to look*
in a ramble about it feels wrong.Bloody happy feelings Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *sigh* Who am i kidding? im happy, happyer that a dog in a buiscit factory. Hasnt been like this in a while that for sure. I correct. Hasn't been like this before thats for sure. And my warmest memory? So far?Of me and him? ...Its a tear. ...one.... one little tear. A tear that felt like it was made of liquidised pearl.... iritdecent beauty. You might say... how can one tear mean so much? ...because it was shed with so much thats why. Only 2 times in my life can i think of one tear meaning so much. Onece... was with G, It was a tear that said "I'm sorry" ..... a tear that said "i miss you".... do you remember? ...yes yes i remember it falling and isaid "A tear?! whats its story? every tear has a story" ...he said "Its a long story"....i say "How long?" ... he says "About 13 months long" ...... just one tear... meant so much. And i knew as soon as i saw it it was that tear that told me everything...... And the second? The second made my insides colaps with toatal and utter bliss, happyness and warmth. ....just the one tear...broke me in the most amazing way. His face so close. His body so close. His arms so tight around me. It was a different eye this fell from, not the G but another. A newer. A fresher. This one...held me in the most amazing way. I correct. This one, holds me in the most amazing way. The most beautiful way when he wants to. and he was. He was holding me. and he was so close to me. Eyes closed baby. .... his eyes were closed and i could feel his heart beat. Could he feel mine?... did he feel this that i felt? ... did he feel the amazing brain smashing imense feeling of amazingness that i felt? I tried to ask him....held him tighter. Needed to be closer. Needed to feel even more part of him. and he held back,...... in that way... the most amazing way ive ever been held. Skin, to skin. soul to soul. No movement other than the beat of his heart. ...the beat of my heart?... could he hear it?...... so i look at him. His face. Cherry lips. Sweet to kiss, soft to touch. Cherry lips. Cheeks, like satin, soft, smooth. Edibly amazing. Eyes.... amazing amazing eyes. But the windows were closed. He was not looking at me. Did he feel this? Does he know this amazing feeling? I look. Lids shut. Whats that?.... by the eye? Its a pearl, and the pearl fell... it did not dawdle on his cheek, did not slide slowly down the button nose... the pearl fell. To me. It landed with an "i love you" .... not a word was wispered. Just an iridecent pearl. Thick with "i love you" .... Yes. The answer to the questions i had been asking...yes. I felt my insides melt, an atomic bomb landed on my heart and in slow motion my interior melted, a radioactive nuclear melt. A melt i would never forget. Slowly it melted through my skin. .....My heart melted into him. One tear. One tear and i had fallen and i knew that maybe... he had too. One tear and.........i love you.
Passion. Slow, dark, moving. She bit her lip as he kissed her neck, drew his hands along her slender arms and down her perfect body. Her long dark hair fell past her face and he swept it away with barely a touch. His eyes as deep as the Ocean pulled her in and she felt her soul give in to them. They pierced her, like needles to her brain, to her heart. She had been here before, once. Yet it wasn’t here. Was it? She couldn’t remember…Didn’t care. His kiss seemed sweeter than any rose she’d ever smelt, more luscious than any food that had ever passed her lips. Again it hit her, on the neck, on her shoulder, down her arms. His kiss more powerful than any army. She felt her head fall back, felt him pull her in. So in she gave. She gave in. His lips touched her, she gave in. His hands caressed her. She gave in. And as she gave in, she heard it fall. Every brick crumbled as if made of sand. Came crashing down on them. On her. Exploding her mind, lifting her higher. And his kiss still hit her. And she drowned in his eyes. But it had fallen. Crashed around her. She was bare, naked. Open to blisters, burns. More sensitive than any child. Oh to be a child. To have the naivety to know nothing of pain. She was drowning. And was not a child. She was drowning in bliss yet knew she was not naïve anymore. She would know pain. He lifted his kiss. His hands slowly caressed her arms and his fingers sang their sweet song along her body. Her debris lay scattered around them, yet only she could see it. She was open. Open to his caresses, kisses. Open to blisters to burns. Well that was them... hope they are ok, use which ever one you want.
hey fleassy i used to write poems a little like that! one was about me being wrapped in angles wings wen i was really depressed and he took me away to this abby in the clouds were i wouyld not hurt myself anymore,jsut thought that was kinda freaky thats all!
the don't need to be done for a certain time..just whenever... thankyou fleassy...i shall get to work right away...
this guy was my first love... he called me his angel and i called him mine.... He carved "angel" into his chest (very deeply :S) when we split up for the first time. so angels featured into many of my poems ... i dont write poetry anymore. That particular poem was about when i got so depressed i lay on a precipice over the edge of a river drunk hoping i would fall asleep and fall in and drown. obviously it was just a cry for help. i txt him saying something like "my love for you joins me and i fall to these dark depths" or something just a stupidly teenage. and he ran to find me... when he got to me he colapsed next to me and threw up from worry. *shrug*
How about: He told me he loved me and I believed him. One night we had sex and the next day he dumped me. I was too stupid at the time to realise that was the only thing he was after all along.I've only trusted one person since. I loved him. We had loads of good times together. He shouted at me for not trusting him. I did. I was the happiest I've ever been when I was with him . Shouldn't have trusted him though. A week before our one year anniversary he left me for another woman who lives in Nottingham because he couldn't cope with the distance and wanted time to himself. I'm now never getting emotionally involved with anyone again What a lovely story. Gives you so much faith in mankind and relationships. Maybe it's just my fault. Seems the common link in these two stories is me. I'm either attracted to bastards or they're attracted to me and I'm not sure which is worse.
here is a something i wrote about a past love gone bad.. bear with me.. i kinda suck at writing stuff like this, hehe in the beginning you were a golden god you were what i aspired to be traveled, admired, philosophical, tortured.. as the days progressed, your lies washed over me like the tide salt rolling off my back - leaving me cold and damp, shaking.. i needed you and you pretended to need me playing me like a broken violin; every string screeching, taut, about to snap. you asked me to buy you cigarettes.. i complied, knowing they would one day kill you (if you hadnt already taken care of that before the cancer spread). a pack of lucky striked crumpled next to the mattress i watched you writing on the dirty sheets as you spoke of the maggots crawling under your skin whimpering for me to take the pain away you held me like i was the only person left on this earth forced to fuck to save humanity as i watched you stumble out of my life forever
well..it's about the person not being there...but if they aren;t there i suppose it would work... i emailed you about it anyway...
I've wanted.... I’ve wanted you since the day I met you, I’ve wanted all the things that make you all the things that are you All the things in the sunshine gazing and all those things that hide amongst the shadows. I’ve wanted everything you’ve ever dreamed, I’ve wanted everything you’ve ever been.. I’ve wanted everything in you, I’ve wanted everything alright. I’ve wanted you to be safe and sleep peacefully at night. I’ve wanted all the world to share in your beauty, I wanted them to understand you truly. I wanted all this to end, I’ve watched and wanted you forever. I’ve wanted you tonight, I’ve wanted you always. I’ve wanted to take care of you, I’ve wanted you to smile. I want you to be happy, However you want it to be.
