#kailaswriting

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

I haven’t written a poem in so long. The last i did, was for a boy i thought i loved two years ago. I poured my blood sweat and tears in putting those words together, to find out, i wasn’t enough for him. To know, i was wasting his and my time. Writing poems used to come natural to me, i still hope they do. I met someone in April, and he really changed my point of view. I feel safer. My comfortable. and a lot of love being felt.

Thank you God for taking me out of something bad and blessing me with someone who deserves my heart the most.

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

I like having my own space. I don't like when people in general are too involved in my life because that makes it seem as though they "know me as a person" when they only see what i choose to show them. Whether we are close or not, i don't want anyone having this idea that, because i told you something that happened in my life, doesn't give someone the right to claim to "know me as a person". In my perspective, that person will think they have power because you opened up to them once and i just don't think claiming to know someone should be the ideal thing to look for in any god given relationship.

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

Sometimes you have to realize that, you're not gonna get along with other people or that some people aren't gonna be your cup of tea and that's okay. I think some people try too hard to put themselves out there when they know that, that isn't what they wanted in the first place. If you don't feel comfortable in a setting or place, don't feel like you have to do it for others, i think you should do something bc you want to.

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

She put her hands around her neck, and shut her eyes. Not even that could cut the circulation in her mind from stopping her of thinking of the boy who mentally & physically ruined her.

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

I really liked this boy, he took me to the la county fair and he showed me so much care and attention and all of a sudden, treats me like I'm not important to him. He started telling me not to worry and then he never really gave me the time of day. I don't like worrying. I don't like not knowing what's up. I want to be informed that you won't be able to talk bc you're going to work or you're out with family. He really cared about me but, It just sucks that the outcome of me talking to a boy or a making a boy mine is never really what I thought it would be.

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

You act like you care about me but you don't. What really matters to you is your self conscious is cleared and that's the most selfish thing ever.

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

I hate when I get mad at my mom or dad and they didn't do anything. I feel bad after but in the moment I was just so annoyed 😪😥

[tastewhatyoukillnow]

It's weird, I thought you were someone who would stay pure and innocent but you gave your flower to her and it shocks me. You didn't do it because you "loved" her, you did it because you were lonely and she was there for you. That's not love. It's desperation. I'm disappointed in you. To think, I was holding hands, laying in the grass with you, sleeping on the beach with you, she changed you. And that's something you can't admit to your own damn self. I hope you knocked her up, I hope she gets pregnant the next time you decide to fuck her. You both deserve one another like I always say. It still pains me to hear it. Wow. Just because she was there for you? I was there for your dumb ass self too. You aren't the sweet boy I once knew, you're growing up. And that's fine. But don't think it's okay to come to me about her, I don't like her.