Poem #16

Our legs and fingers intertwined, your
breath was perfectly complimenting mine.
if this is what sin feels like, I’ll see you in hell honey.

There was something so bitter sweet in the
taste of your lips which brought me back to
the summer when we first kissed. Memories
flooded my mind while you were taking me
step by step to another dimension.

We welcomed the moon and said goodbye to
it wide awake, without separating for a minute.
You were on the side of the bed, lighting up a cigarette
and I just had to put that question to rest.
“If you’re happy with her why do you keep coming back?”

 

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Poem #4

I hold you responsible for everything.
You kept your secrets to yourself, tried your
best to get into my bed while you were in someone
else’s as well and I was the fool that let you in.
Now I need you to undo what you have done to me.

Go to the night when we talked, I had my legs
over your knees and unkiss me. Go to the night
you first slept next to me and unhug me. Go to
every single day we spent together and untouch me,
unfeel me, untell all those sweet things when you
already unloved me.

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Poem #3

Your same old story about how you didn’t
want to hurt me is getting me angrier by the
minute because I stopped believing it as soon
as I saw that homewrecking message on your phone.
Just grow a pair for a moment and tell me how
long have I been sharing a bed with both you and her.

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Goodbye honey

Goodbye honey

I’ll just sit here, light up another one
and celebrate the fact I was saved in time.
You saved me from drowning in a mediocre
love. Thank you for that.

Well I’m glad you settled for her because I
was a big wind for your weak little wings.
You searched for a woman that will laugh
at everything you say and behave like she doesn’t
have a brain in her head.

She’s going to give you what you need
and I’ll give you two a few weeks before
you realize that I was the best thing you had.
I’ll give you a few weeks to come crawling back
to my arms and then I’m going to knock you down.

Tell me what it feels like to know you just
let me slip out of your arms? Tell me what it
feels like to have that plastic puppet under your
arm? Please explain to me how you’ll recover
from this mistake and tell me what it
feels like to know I’m the best thing you could have had.

Maybe you keep a smile on your face but at the
end of the day I’m the one you want in your bed.
At the end of the day you admit to yourself that
her touch can’t do what my single look could.

I don’t even want to imagine what she would
feel if she knew you’d rather be crawling at
my feet than be with her. This is no song by
a woman scorned this is just me saying: Goodbye
honey, you settled for less and you’ll regret it.

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Let me in

Let me in

Knew what’s it like to be betrayed
but didn’t see what was going on around me.
The roles have changed and now I was
on the other side.

My guilt can’t be described with words.
It’s like a shadow following me around.
I can’t even look you in the eyes because I’m
scared of my reflection in them.

I knew what was I getting myself into,
I knew how much I meant to you.
I knew where the boundary was but didn’t listen
to my conscious when it told me to stop.
I knew you needed me but when I saw you I looked
the other way. I ignored how much you loved me.

I don’t know if it’s better to leave or fix this mistake.
Should I say sorry or just get lost since my presence is
only making you feel worse. If I could I would erase any trail
of his hands on me. I would scrape this skin of if it would mean
you’ll forgive me.

Moment of weakness was all it took for
me to be knocking on your door, begging you
to let me in. Guess I deserve to be left outside alone.
I just want you to know that I regret everything.
Open up, please let me in.

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