Comments Posted By Kiley Chapman
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Help me be what you need
Let me be what you feel
Allow me to be you air
In return you are my blood
I want to be renewed in you
Replenish me with your heart
I’ll dowse you with my soul
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 07.05.2013 @ 11:16 pm
You build the walls so high that I can’t climb over and save you. I can’t salvage the rest of my broken heart when there is so much space between me and the one I love. It seems impossible to reach now but my god, I will try. Until the end my god, I will try.
» Posted By kiley Chapman On 02.03.2013 @ 4:29 pm
You lean over and lay on my chest and I love you. I love the freckles on your back and the early morning messy hair. I love the 3 am conversations and I love slurred cadence of your talk when you fall asleep. Mostly I love your flaws and how they make you all you are.
» Posted By kiley Chapman On 01.31.2013 @ 5:32 pm
I don’t particularly like cooking. I feel like it has been prejudiced on women anyway, if I am girl and I don’t like to cook, that’s okay. If you are a boy and you like to cook, that’s okay too.
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 12.01.2012 @ 9:56 pm
the local shops and stores really do provide a sense of belonging. i can walk down the street to my favorite bookstore and enjoy a new universe. and a new world. i can drink tea and feel another life live through me. and only me.
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 11.26.2012 @ 2:15 pm
i sit here in tgis librabry and soak up the surroding words that are imbeded inside these books.
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 11.24.2012 @ 2:17 pm
i am trying to push the inevitable edges.
i am blocking you out, one corner at a time. i need to break free in order to sustain a suitable mind. i am ready.
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 11.23.2012 @ 10:16 pm
I am late,
you are gone.
I am too.
But I will try all the time to remember you, darling.
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 11.22.2012 @ 8:24 pm
I’m late in life, everyday late for something. Late for thinking. Why don’t we ever slow down? Not enough time for such things I guess. But now and then I smell the faint roses, beautiful.
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 11.22.2012 @ 8:20 pm
i’ve learned to hate myself
but i guess i always have
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 02.12.2013 @ 6:53 am
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And I almost forget how much this will hurt in the morning, and I almost forget the resentment built up inside of me. Right now, it doesn’t mater, because I love him more than I love myself. And no matter how much he plays with my heart, it still belongs to him.
» Posted By Kiley Chapman On 02.11.2013 @ 5:35 am