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No Love, No Watercolors
hearts that seek love
this used to seem foreign to me
love takes but never gives back
is how I used to think
somewhere between never and forever
there is you
a beautiful gallery of movements
your touch brings out the colors in me
blues, reds, and yellows blend
till nothing makes any sense
maybe you can be the exception
tell me you’ll never leave and mean it
staying when I’m not all stable
leading me with a comforting hand
and telling me what I feel matters
I used to view the world in black and white
everything seemed so put together
love was just a dream that children believed
life was a road we traveled till we died
thinking “what fool would want me?”
pessimistic with the way I think
seeing friends so happy but thinking
“just wait for the heartbreak"
maybe you can be the exception
tell me you’ll never leave and mean it
staying when I’m not all stable
leading me with a comforting hand
and telling me what I feel matters
your lips at the end of my finger tips
with those eyes staring back into mine
now knowing what is right or wrong
it’s the way you make me smile
the way I feel at this moment
finally seeing a world full of color
never wanting to see in black and white again
this used to seem foreign to me
love takes but never gives back
is how I used to think
somewhere between never and forever
there is you
a beautiful gallery of movements
your touch brings out the colors in me
blues, reds, and yellows blend
till nothing makes any sense
maybe you can be the exception
tell me you’ll never leave and mean it
staying when I’m not all stable
leading me with a comforting hand
and telling me what I feel matters
I used to view the world in black and white
everything seemed so put together
love was just a dream that children believed
life was a road we traveled till we died
thinking “what fool would want me?”
pessimistic with the way I think
seeing friends so happy but thinking
“just wait for the heartbreak"
maybe you can be the exception
tell me you’ll never leave and mean it
staying when I’m not all stable
leading me with a comforting hand
and telling me what I feel matters
your lips at the end of my finger tips
with those eyes staring back into mine
now knowing what is right or wrong
it’s the way you make me smile
the way I feel at this moment
finally seeing a world full of color
never wanting to see in black and white again
Published 21st Mar 2015
| Edited 11th Apr 2019
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21st Mar 2015 11:51am
21st Mar 2015 11:54am
Thanks old blood, lol. Been doing some good writes lately. Poems that i just wrote for myself. Stuff i enjoy a lot. Now i get to share them with others ^^
For some reason I started reading this and just couldn't stop it's a really amazing write I love it💙❤️💛💜
21st Mar 2015 5:05pm
21st Mar 2015 5:33pm
Well done DC
Thouroughly enjoyed the read
creatively beautiful
colourful is indeed the way forward
Thouroughly enjoyed the read
creatively beautiful
colourful is indeed the way forward
21st Mar 2015 5:37pm
I do think of you a bit when i write loving writes (not in a creepy stalker kind of way, lol) But i always try to capture the same loving feelings you have with your writes :-)
22nd Mar 2015 6:56am
24th Mar 2015 5:55am
Amazing and such a loving and beautiful piece gives me butterflies like that first love feeling :)
24th Mar 2015 6:12am
24th Mar 2015 7:59am
24th Mar 2015 9:02am
