i had the acrylic nails on for a few weeks and its really hard to type when i have them on, but i just got them off, so now i want to type! so i though i'd blog.
so this past week i have been busy. first i got my hair cut and dyed! my hair is uber short and i'm a redhead! its awesome!! and then i was in a ballroom showcase performance thingy on thursday. it was kinda funny..it was very casual..very casual..and i was in a cool tango but i messed up..but ya know its all good. and there was a pretty good turn out! and i had a very packed weekend..long story short i was supposed to go on a date friday but he ditched me and went on a date with a different girl..but its all good! i'm over it. me and tanya went to the mall and i got a guys number (it was so funny!) and then yesterday we went and saw star trek! and it was awesome!! i loved it!! i'm such a trekie! :) so! thats my wonderful story..
i also recently wrote a few poems! i like the second one better than the first one, but here they are :)
~
fight hard eyes living without the damn boy
i've been stronger
fighting the fire
fight fire
fight fire
fight-
passion that consumed
my hard heart
hard heart
hard heart
hard-
headed and sweet
damn the boy that
took my hand, stared with
eyes that enticed me
eyes enticed
eyes enticed
eyes-
minipulated and
charmed me to love
guilted me to stay
scared me to leave
i've been stronger
living in this lull
living lull
living lull
living-
without him and
without sweet words
without words
without words
without-
him is harder than
it was supposed to be
damn the dirtbag
damn dirtbag
damn dirtbag
damn-
boy that still has my
heart when he never wanted it
acted like he didnt care
made me think its ok
leaving me numb when i leave him
damn the selfish stubborn boy
selfish stubborn
selfish stubborn
boy-
who i still love
i've been stronger--
~
untitled (if you have any suggestions let me know)
hold still.
feel that intensity
feel that tension
feel that flutter
feel the warm pain the
sweet heat bubbling in
your soul
everytime he touches you
shockwave
hot chill rushing your blook
through your head out
your touch
hold still.
maybe he'll notice
maybe he'll stare
maybe he'll feel it
maybe the electricity is
shocking his heart stopping
his soul
everytime you touch him
brainwave
tingling needles race out
to his fingertips just for
your touch
hold your breath.
wait for the
wait for the
wait for the
wait for the moment
eyes locked solid broken by
our hungry soul
every touch
wave
of overwhelming want
satisfaction hanging on
our touch
hold
his skin fits perfectly
~
Sunday, May 24, 2009
this week..
Posted by maida marie at 12:44 PM
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