-Gossip-

I thought I was OK
I thought we would all get along
And then I hear them
The judgments
Coming from
Near.

They don't even know I'm here
But I am
And I can hear everything you say
And I hate you for it
Because You ruined it for yourself
Us.

-Broken Dreams-

I dreamt of you last night.
Forgiving all my hate and anger.
Taking me back in your arms,
and mending the broken pieces of me.
He was there too.
Some twisted love triangle that I never-
in waking life that is-
would have thought could exist.
And though I swore
that you were no longer allowed in my dreams,
I wasn't angry anymore
and we were together again.

-So What If My Poems Are Rants?-

I don't really miss you
like my past self would have expected.
I can read her thoughts
through past poems.

She falls in like so fast and so often
getting herself damaged at every turn.
She's slowly learning how to protect herself.

I know that you remember
some of the things you said to me.
About how these were more like rants about you
you may be a little correct now, but you're no longer the one in my dreams

-A Hot Summer Night-

Pulse pounding
like the steady beat of a song-
thrum-thrum-thudthud-thrum-thrum-thudthud.

Sweat pouring
from my brow and slicking my limbs.

Tossing and turning
all night long
on a hot summer night.

-I Can't Stop Thinking About You-

They say that you should
'love the one our with.'
And I'm trying.
But there is something pulling me
away from them,
to you.

Songs everywhere
make me think of you.
You're creeping
into my dreams.
You're hijacking
my every train of thought.
And there's nothing I can do
to stop it.

-Stormy Weather-

Tonight
the sky is charged
with electricity.
It mirrors my soul,
which is fired up
with emotions.
I love you and hate you
both
at the same time.
I see his face
when I least expect it
and it charges up the storm.
I know that it's not him I
want at night.
I don't even remember his scent.
But when it comes to who I do want
I don't know how to get
the storm started.

NaPoWriMo 2011 Day 30

-Regrets-

There are big regrets
And there are small regrets
In life.

I can feel them eating away
At me
Everyday.

The big ones get you down,
For sure.

But it's the small ones
That build and build
That make a difference in the end.