romance – After Dark Poetry

Canned IPA

As I sit at his empty table at the bar, With a canned IPA by my side, An empty chair sits across from me. I always find comfort here late at night, Couples swaying back and forth throughout the night to the music of the DJ, Friends laughing in conversations, Singles finding love within theContinue reading “Canned IPA”

Back To Being Friends?

“Can we be friends? If we aren’t together?“. I wanted to. I wanted to so badly more than she could ever know. But how can we go back to being friends? When we just shared each other’s soul?

Haunted By The Thought of Her.

Sometimes, I go on walks and runs to quiet down the thoughts that linger in my head. Passing stop sign by stop sign, Stranger by stranger, Yet when the stop lights turn red and it’s just me waiting for it to turn green I hear her. Taking off my headphones only to hear to theContinue reading “Haunted By The Thought of Her.”

New Year’s Eve

And so it’s December 31st again, And at midnight she’ll be in the arms of someone else, Looking into the eyes of someone she trusts, Looking into the eyes of someone she loves, Knowing that when they look into each other’s soul they’ll know, ‘I found you’. And as they’re eyes close and they beginContinue reading “New Year’s Eve”

Love Is Weird

Love is weird or maybe I am. For the past few years I’ve been going on dates with somebody new, Yet they never seem to workout, Or maybe they just aren’t you. Being with another, Yet my heart yearns for you. Love is mature, Love is beautiful, Love is weird.

Haunted House

I always end up having a dream of myself waking up in a house alone by the sea, Walking up stairs that felt endless to walk upon yet heard voices upstairs, Of her and I. Yet I search room by room, Door by door, Her laughter begins to fade. Reaching desperately door by door, UntilContinue reading “Haunted House”