Thinking Outloud

About You

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

I think of you at every sunset-

Watching the oranges, yellows,

Purples and pinks.

But that's the problem-

I'm thinking

Of you.

And I'm thinking

Of you-

Until it's sunrise.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

I know I shouldn't do it.

I should leave you alone.

But damn it's so hard

Not to pick up the phone-

Tap on your contact,

Hit "new message"..

And ask how you're doing.

But I shouldn't.

I know I shouldn't do it.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

I decided to add my collection of poems to Wattpad. Feel free to join me on there too!

Thank you for showing me love. 💕

Thinking Outloud About You

I had started this collection of poems on Tumblr, so why not put them here too? Rambles about life, my feelings put in...

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

I see your profile pop up as "active",

And I almost message you.

It takes everything in me

Not to check in,

Not to ask you how you're doing..

Not to tell you how sorry I am.

I'm sorry I took us both through

Such an emotional turmoil,

And I'm sorry I hurt you

Just as badly-

If not more-

Than I hurt myself.

I'm sorry I still think of you,

Even though you're not mine

To think about anymore.

I'm sorry I still crave our connection,

Our laughs,

Our all-night conversations.

I'm sorry-

I just miss you,

And it's all my fault.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

My favorite view is you,

From the passenger seat.

Your cheeks flushed

From the cold.

One hand on the wheel,

The other hand in mine.

Sometimes we laugh

Until tears stream down.

Other times we sit

In a comfortable silence,

The road leading the way.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

Sweet love,

It had been two years-

Since I touched you, kissed you,

Since I felt at peace.

And now you're here-

In my arms, holding my hands,

Kissing my lips, touching me.

And now I feel it-

Peace.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

I saw this coming.

I knew it wouldn't last-

It was too easy, too perfect, too raw and real.

I saw this coming,

But damn, it hurts like hell.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

Hello! Do you prefer night time or day time? Also why?

BTW I love you're poetry is super cool!

Hi! Thank you. ❤ I prefer day time because that's when I'm the most productive and when I can appreciate the beauty of nature the most.. but there's something about night time that makes 99% of these poems and words come to me. So that's a hard question.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

You're back again,

Begging me to come back

To you-

For the third time.

They say the third time

Is the last time,

The charm, even.

But is that true

When it comes

To me and you?

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

And this is me-

Giving up on you.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

And I'm just so tired of wasting good love songs on all the wrong people.

b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

Found your blog today, and loved the poetry. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much. That means a lot to me. 🥺❤❤

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

3,568 miles-

That is the distance between you and I.

Every mile,

Every inch,

Every little space between us

Hurts my fucking heart.

I would do anything just to see you again.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

I miss you more than I've ever missed you before.

-b.m.

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

I keep thinking, fantasizing

About you-

Being back beside you,

Sitting in the passenger seat

Admiring the view of snow capped mountains,

But overall enjoying the view of you.

-b.m.

[qvotable]

“They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald / This Side of Paradise (via bnmxfld)

[thinkingoutloud-aboutyou]

what's your favorite book? favorite artist?

Hi! 🙂 I really like Rupi Kaur. My favorite book of hers so far is probably "Milk and Honey" because some of those poems hit so deeply with me.