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A true boyfriendIf I don’t call you
[ Its because I’m waiting for you to call me ]
When I walk away from you mad
[ Follow me ]
When I stare at your lips
[ Kiss me ]
When I push you or hit you
[ Grab me and don’t let go ]
When I start cussing at you
[ Kiss me and tell me you love me ]
When I’m quiet
[ Ask me what’s wrong ]
When I ignore you
[ Give me your attention ]
When I pull away
[ Pull me back ]
When you see me at my worst
[ Tell me I’m beautiful ]
When you see me start crying
[Just hold me and don’t say a word ]
When you see me walking
[ Sneak up and hug my waist from behind ]
When I’m scared

Facade.Dazzling smile, half hearted laugh,
Joy that doesn't quite reach her eyes.
She flirts and she jokes,
But its all a hoax,
A hopeless and crumbling facade.
Each day she is weaker,
Each day the mask cracks,
Revealing more of her pain.
Each day her eyes sparkle,
Farther from light,
And closer to insanity.
Each step that she takes,
Each wave of her hand,
Wears on her crumbling soul.
Until the day comes when she finally breaks,
And everyone watches her fall.

Can't give more

There he goes again
The boy I never fell in love with
He's wearing his usual jeans and sneakers
He's one of my best friends
And the truth be told
I've grown fond of his presence
I call him when I need a friend
and when I want to just talk.
We talk on IM all the time
And we laugh at the movies.
But I never grew in love with him
I was never the girl for him
I was never the one to hold his hand
Or cherish his every laugh.
I'm not the girl to hold her breath
At the sight of his gentle eyes.
I'm his friend, and nothing more.
Although he wishes we were more.
I can't hurt him like that
And I'm scared that when he comes
Asking for

KissI've never been kissed.
Never tasted the lips of a lover.
Never shared the passion,
The ecstacy of love,
With my full heart.

I wonder if life is passing me by,
And not looking back.

Little Miss Never-Been-Kissed.There's a story I know
The only one you know
It's a little bit of a talker.
It's about a girl
A stupid girl
But then again she's like no other!

She's got herself a boy
A synthetic boy
Made of bones and candles.
She's gotta face the fact
This love's an act!
She's falling off the handle.

Because she's
Little Miss Never-Been-Kissed
Writing her lyrics up her wrist
Falling upwards into the sky
There's nobody home there when she cries.
And this Little Miss
Never-Been-Kissed
She ain't got much to say.
But that don't matter anyway
I could write for her all day.

And this Little Miss
Who's never been kissed
(You don't see that e

It Doesn't Hurt MeIt doesn’t hurt me when I see you,
When I see you put on that gorgeous smile,
When I see those dark beautiful eyes of yours,
When I watch the way you move

It doesn’t hurt me you speak,
When I hear you say words so suavely,
When I see your mouth move so gracefully,
When I hear that perfect voice of yours

It doesn’t hurt me when I listen to you,
When I listen to you talk about her,
When I listen to how much you love her,
When I listen to how much you need her

It doesn’t hurt me when I see you and her,
When I see the way you talk to her,
When I see the way you look at her,
When I see the way you hold her

It do

Just What Friends Do

Your eyes and computer chair
Follow my uninvited entrance
Into your room
Onto your bed.
I'm laying face first on your pillow
Day old shampoo
Lingering cologne
Fabric softener and total darkness.

Your chair creaks and the mattress depresses
As you sit by my side.
You know I won't talk
And if I'm crying you'll only know
By the wet black mascara on your pillowcase
The tears sunken comfortably into where I've
Done this before

Spirograph between my shoulder blades
Flesh, cotton and
Caring fingertips.
Your arms around me
Overlapping bodies on one side
I can feel you breathe condolences in my ear.

The lamp clicks off
Elliptic

CryI cry.
And yet, there is nothing to cry over.
I wonder why it is that I cried,
My heart felt sorrow,
Felt pain
Over nothing.
A glass ball shattered.
Nothing.
A story of despair.
Nothing.
A forgotten day.
Nothing.
And yet I cry
Could there be an answer,
An answer to these tears?
If I could find it in this darkness
With the stars bearing me forward
Into the moonless night.
Into the nothing.
The crystal fall,
Wetting my cheeks
Emblazoning themselves onto my being,
Crystals made of nothing.
From nothing.
I ponder this thought and pause.
What of you?
If I cry,
Will you be my shoulder,
Or will you, too, become nothing.

Waiting...One day, I see us.
Together…
Forever…
But sometimes I don’t.
Sometimes I am waiting…
Waiting…

Sometimes it’s as though something is missing…
Though I know it’s not.
It’s there
I can see it in you…
Just not showing…
Hidden…
So very carefully…

You are afraid to let out your emotion.
But I am too.
So I’ll wait for you.
However long that may be.
Because I understand
When others don’t.

Or is love blind?
Is it wrong to wait?
No.
I couldn’t leave you
Because I love you.

You know that too.
I know you do.
I see how you care,
Much more than a frie

Daydreams

It's knowing that I'm not alone,
Even if I'm the only one home.

Its feeling you arms around my waist,
When a sight of you…there's not a trace.

Its hearing your voice in the back of my mind,
And losing track of all space and time.

It's this tear that rolls down my cheek,
It's my voice cracking…unable to speak.

It's the bliss I feel within my soul,
It's wanting to be held and never let go.

Its being in love with someone like you
It's the only thing…so many things…I want to do.

Just friendsEven though we are not together
I care about you more than ever
When we talk I feel so close to you
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
I have almost forgotten what you did to me
I was hurting in every part of me
I was sad knowing this is how it came to be
But now I am happy that you are there for me
I gave you my tears
I gave you my heart
You made me happy
Right from the start
When I write this now
I start to think
How happy you make me
For you, God I must thank

Flirt With MeTouch my hand
Look in my eyes
Kiss my lips
Hold me tight

I might think it's love
But please don't deceive
If you are going to leave
Don't flirt with me

I hide my fears
In the back of my mind
So you can't see
Who I really am

Going out of my head
I want you here bad
Your touch is powerful
It makes me fall again

But if you're going to leave
Please just let me be
I don't want to hurt again
That pain won't go away

You may think it's just a game
But you were everything to me
Flirt with me
But not to leave

The Perfect Boyfriend• give her one of your t-shirts to sleep in.
• give her one of your hoodies to wear so everyone knows shes yours.
• leave her cute text/notes.
• tell her she looks beautiful.
• look into her eyes when you talk to her.
• let her mess with your hair.
• touch her hair.
• just walk around with her.
• FORGIVE her for her MISTAKES.
• look at her like she's the only girl you see.
• tickle her even when she says stop.
• when she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.
• let her fall asleep in your arms.
• get her mad, then kiss her.
• stay on the phone wit

Eating up your FearsI followed you yesterday.  You stopped for coffee and at the bookstore.  I slipped a dollar in your pocket to help with the tax.  I smiled when you found it.
I followed you home and cut your power wires.  Then I put candles and a lighter on your door step.
When you finally went to bed I let myself in the backdoor.  I watched you sleeping in the dark and softly shhhed you when your dreams seem to turn dark.
I put a tracker on your car so I can find you.  You’ll never be alone, my dear.  I’m your biggest fan!
I put a CD of ‘our’ songs in yo

HiddenLate at night
Pretending to sleep
She lays very still
And quietly weeps.

It's three in the morning,
With tears in her eyes,
She can't help but think
Her whole life is a lie.

Day after day
She goes off to school.
There isn't one person
That she can't fool.

Everyone thinks
She's so full of pride,
But nobody knows
What's hiding inside.

She hides her emotions
Behind a big smile.
She' can't show her pain
'Cause that's not her style.

As each day passes
Her pain only grows,
But she holds it in
So nobody knows.

She can't let it out--
That's just too hard.
Only she knows
How badly she's scarred.

As the sun rises
She gets o

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Loser Boyfriend

by ~eclipz04, Feb 8, 2003, 8:27:54 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I want a loser boyfriend.
The dork in the back of the class.
I want the guy who got wedgies
and never was able to eat lunch.

I want the guy with the big glasses
I want the one who never talks.
I want the one without any friends.

I just want a loser boyfriend.

I don’t want to compete
or struggle to keep his attention.
I don’t want to share weekends
With his “boys”, when they go out.

I want a loser boyfriend damn it.

I don’t want to have to wait around
entertain myself while he’s out with friends.

I didn’t go out tonight.
Know why?
I was going to spend the evening with him.

But he can’t say no.
He can’t just stay for me.
I hate competing for my love
I hate this waiting, it hurts my hope.

I want a loser boyfriend
The guy in the back of the room.
Who has no friends and no one
no one knows his middle name.

I want the loser boyfriend
I want the clingy guy.
The one who’s never kissed before.
The one who’s a virgin inside.

I want the loser boyfriend
who doesn’t smoke or drink
Who was raised Christian but found
-walking his own path in life-
that Christianity is a lie within lies.

I want the loser boyfriend
That the rest of the guys call queer.
I want the silent guy
The rest of the guys only fear.

I want a loser boyfriend
who really isn’t a loser at all.
I want the guy who knows himself
And veers from all his peers.
I want the guy who understands the world
More than the other males do.

I want a loser boyfriend
so on Saturday night I'm not alone.

Loser Boyfriendby ~eclipz04

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

EDIT: (New Comments)

This is a, basically, ancient work. I'm not particuarly proud of it, nor do I boast it as my best work. It has flaws galore, to a point I don't see a reason to edit it ^^'. However, it seems to pick up favs at a remarkable rate (for being a no-ones poem. lol). So I felt like disclaiming that the subject matter addressed here is old to me, as well as how I write (old. of course).

Of course, most of the meaning in there I still hold to be valuable. But! Just be sure to take a gander at the date this was created. It's ancient. lol

Much love <3

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Jeremy went out again tonight..

I haven't had much time to just talk with him anymore. its wearing.

this is my 5 minutes of complaining. Like a journal or.. i don't know. But, fear not, I'll be over it in another ten minutes.

I just get jealous. and I hate Saturdays anyways, spending them alone is five times as bad.

Enjoy my pain and misery. Fore that, my friends, is the gift of poetry.

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~Axelwolf1415 May 12, 2013

Lovley poem. It kinda remings me of my ex. He would always hang out with his friends instead of me. Soon I found out he was cheating on me with his ex. I still see him every day at school. But im happy cause a I have a new guy ive been with for 2 years. He is kinda of a loser. He does sit in the back and has like 4 friends. Also people call him gay and messed with him. They always tell me to leave him but I dont want to. I love him. He maybe a loser but he's my loser.

~xxxScarlettxx Sep 8, 2012 Student Photographer

i had a loser boyfriend... it sucked

~waffellover235 Mar 31, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

I wan a loser bf 2

~Nerdio222 Feb 10, 2011

i used to be that guy. and girls hardy talked to me. funny world huh?

*liltreede Nov 4, 2011

aw
that sucks
i usually end up best friends with those kinda guys

~ddrice1992 Nov 7, 2010 Student Digital Artist

me too.. Glad there is someone who feels the same way...

!Tami-lioness Sep 9, 2010

I want the loser boyfriend who has a monotheist religion (because i'm Jewish so it would be easier to be with someone who is a muslim, christian or Jewish), the one who never lost his virginty, the one who understands the world better than other males, the ones who has no friends (coz i'm a loner in real), but I do not want him to be clingy.