And I believed

By Black Alley

“Best friends forever”

That’s what you told me

And I believed

I was small-

Barely five

And I believed

As we ran through a field

With grass to our chest

Tickling our arms

Playfully picking wild flowers

Finding wiggly worms-

Tadpoles-

And making them our pets

Sometimes we were detective

-Solving a robbery

Sometimes we were married

-And had a family

Sometimes were were superheroes

-And saved the world

Sometimes you were the prince

And I was the princess

-And we would fall in love

And live happily ever after

You said that when we grew up

We’d be married

And I believed

Than in twenty years

We would-

That nothing would change

As we made it snow

With styrofoam

And went into the field

To make a snowman

Out of mud

If I were gone

You would come over

Every day

To see when I would be back

And when I came home

We would play for hours

We were spies

And we would spy on our parents

For weeks

Pretending that they were evil

That they were going to take over the world.

And when that got boring

We were the ones that were going to rule the world

And I believed

That we would

Grow old together

One day-

For my seventh birthday-

You gave me a picture

Of us together

In a homemade frame

Saying best friend forever

And I believed

That I would know you

Until I died

And even after that

But I was wrong

I was wrong

My family

Decided to move

And I spent as much time

With you

As I could.

On the day that I was leaving

I came to say goodbye

But you were gone

I haven't seen you since

And seven years later

I still look at that picture

And wish

That forever could have been longer

That I could someday see you again

And I believe

That someday

I will

Feedback please...

Lies I Tell Myself

One

I'm flexible

no.

I'm rigid

stubborn

a brick wall in everyone's way.

Two

I'm a good person

no.

I'm terrible

known for pushing someone in the pool fully clothed

lying to people who care about me

a demon in an angel's mask.

Three

I'm confident.

no.

I'm insecure

have a bad attitude

say I'm bad luck

act like I'm the worst thing that ever happened to everyone.

Four

I'm mature.

no.

I'm childish

come up with crazy ideas

talk too much

and worry too much about hurting people's feelings. 

@Poets! Do you all mind if I write a poem about all of you? I wanted to describe each poet with metaphors and stuff, and maybe just write some lines about all the poetry/poets. If you're uncomfortable with this or want to give me your permission to write about you, just say so.

This is just the first chapter in a book I'm writing. I hope you like it! 

begin

light 

it is all around me

swirling

drifting

surrounding

it is

all I see

all I feel

all I know

how long have I been here?

how long

will I be here?

I wait

the waiting is longer than anything

I know

and then

something. 

You are the valley that my

Heart settled in

A lonely moaning

After dark,

A setting sun

A shining moon

And you, like

Smoke rising from

An empty fire pit

Embers still glowing

Hours after

The flames were doused

And the forest,

Which held me when I

Needed it

Is wood unburned

And wishes undone

Magic unspooled because

You were there,

With each step you

Healed me

Until I was ready to

Let the wind

Loosen its grasp

So you could hold me

Instead.

When I smiled at you

I was more than

The tallest mountain I’d

Climbed before,

Scratching knees

And bloody fingers

I was more than

The deepest ocean I’d

Swum before,

Frozen, swirling, and

A whispering of creatures I

Couldn’t see

I was more than even the earth

I lived on,  

More than jewels and

Dust and

Memories

Because now there was you

And you were the mist

That swam around me

Embracing me without

Bounds

And keeping me close

Forever,

The way our planet

Hugs the stars,

And in this

Voice I heard

I turned

And found you

A hundred thousand beams of

Light

Were all that you were

But that was okay for

Me

Because your fire kept

My heart warm

Safely tucked

Beneath

Your wings.

I'm hazel eyes from the middle of spring

dark brown hair that's auburn in the summer

mismatched shoelaces and scuffed up sneakers

I'm racing in the wind with my best friend

trying to cartwheel but falling laughing in the grass

I'm T-shirts, sweaters, and long loose elephant pants

I'm flowers in the springtime and acorns in the fall

climbing vines and jumping down

spinning and spinning on a tire swing

I'm sitting with Hazel and listening to the rain

I'm dancing and I'm twirling

I'm clapping out a beat

I'm singing with no words and dancing through the wind

I'm my mistakes and my sucesses, my laughing and my cries, I'm my cartwheeling and my falling, I'm summer and I'm rain, I'm my passion and my pain, I'm the music that's playing in my heart.