You don't deserve to occupy this much of my mind while running in and out of my life like there is a revolving door with your name on it J. Saunders
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Thoughts
Every time I'm with you I can hear your heart beating just a little bit louder We most definitely weren't meant to last but we met whatever we are I'm sure as hell never going to forget us J. Saunders
Fair
I haven't seen you we've barely said four words making myself sick over the thought of you and I know communication is a two way street but I'm angry because I always reach out as if I can't be tired too It bothers me because that's not who I am, but the heart which you … Continue reading Fair
Mad
I'm telling you it's madness love is a crazy disease the same person able to bring you sunshine and rainbows can bring storms and pain it's the ones who held on tight looked at each other and said lets do this it's not all wars and heartache but laughs and new beginnings lasting journeys and … Continue reading Mad
Language
I like it when you speak French to me putting you and I together in a sentence reminding me its just us two J. Saunders
That Was
your hand in mine was comfort your lips on mine was romance your laugh that made me smile that was love J. Saunders
True
I pray everything you say is true I'd hate for us to end then look back and never believe that what we had was one of a kind magic I pray everything you say is true because it feels like a dream sometimes and when I'm with you I'm at peace restless when we're apart … Continue reading True
Flash Back
From the first night you touched me I was lost in lust After each sinful kiss from your lips I wrote poetry Words for each thought That turned into emotions J. Saunders
Ponder
I wondered why people laughed and called love a joke after reading a handful of poetry written just on that topic then calling it a cliche when I realized it was a defense mechanism it had to have been When the same people who used to believe in ever after and marriage they'd sit and … Continue reading Ponder
Naturally
It's the worst thing about myself being able to love so deep but wash my hands of you at the same time Such a complex contradiction my biggest protection and your worst nightmare J. Saunders