Don't You Ever Settle Down

Don't You Ever Settle Down

A Poem by ghoststars
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I loved you with a child's heart and you couldn't even spell my name right.

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You stopped paying rent a few months ago.
You told me that you needed help and I offered. 
The carpets were cut up and the doors had holes in them favoring the shape of your fists. 
You appreciated my labor and thanked me with a smile.

I knocked and you opened the door.
We exchanged our jokes and your fingers graced my arm.
I just knew that I’d never get used to the feeling of seeing your smile.
I painted the walls of your bedroom in your favorite color.

I waved at you with a smile on my face today.
Your skin finally had some color on it again.
You told me her name and how she made you feel.
You handed me a handful of pennies to pay to the landlord.

I knocked and you didn’t answer.
I knocked and knocked and knocked.
You must’ve been out, even though your bedroom light was on.
Your voice has been mute for a while now.

I saw you for the first time in weeks today.
She was your new accessory, wrapped around your arm perfectly.
I would tell you that I’m happy but I’d be lying.
At least your rent isn’t late now.

© 2016 ghoststars


Author's Note

ghoststars
Let yourself love and be loved but don't live your life around someone who looks you in the eyes and has the facial expression of a ghost. You deserve someone who grows flowers around the thought of you. Follow my advice because I can't.

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So true! Exactly! Lol I know better also and what's wrong and right but I NVR listen to my own advice haha I'm stuck between a Battle with my heart and head. Ur right he shud want to grow flowers around u. I can relate to this poem esp with the rent lol sounds like my life. Welcome! Hope u enjoy my poems too and soon I'll be putting short stories too. I like a mixture of love Gothic horror fantasy everything so be prepared to see all kinds of different stuff I write lol

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ghoststars

8 Years Ago

Thanks for the feedback! I hope to reach out to people that feel the same way. Maybe my words will y.. read more



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It is hard when someone does not reciprocate the same time of love and your work truly emphasis this sad reality. When you said, " you deserve someone who grows flowers..." this is so true. When the Twilight craze was going on, I read a book called The Psychology of Twilight, and this book said what made Edward Cullen so enticing to women was what you said about the flowers. The book said the he never got tire of talking to Bella because he valued her thoughts. Thank for sharing your thoughts with the world. N.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ghoststars

8 Years Ago

Thank you for this review. I just tend to bleed my emotions on a paper and hope to make some sense o.. read more
So true! Exactly! Lol I know better also and what's wrong and right but I NVR listen to my own advice haha I'm stuck between a Battle with my heart and head. Ur right he shud want to grow flowers around u. I can relate to this poem esp with the rent lol sounds like my life. Welcome! Hope u enjoy my poems too and soon I'll be putting short stories too. I like a mixture of love Gothic horror fantasy everything so be prepared to see all kinds of different stuff I write lol

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ghoststars

8 Years Ago

Thanks for the feedback! I hope to reach out to people that feel the same way. Maybe my words will y.. read more

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It seems like when someone asks me to say something then I somehow, for once in my life, don't have anything to say. I don't know what I'm doing or what I'm writing. more..

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Goodbye. Goodbye.

A Poem by ghoststars