I don’t think i’m stuck on you, i’m stuck on the idea of what could have been. The idea of me and you, the conversations we had on your bed about the future and us two. My beautiful storm, my dark skies painted blue…if only we would have tried a little harder. If only you would have tried. Don’t you ever wonder what we could have been? What do I do with all the plans I had for you ? But maybe this is what was meant to be, maybe this was as good as we got. You were meant to be no more than just my beautiful storm,my dark skies painted blue and I can no longer hold on to you.
Stuck.
Published by Rachelle G.
Hey i’m Rachelle Garcia! Almost sure that if you got to this page you somewhat know me but i’ll tell you guys a little about myself anyways. I am 19 years old and i’m from the Bronx, Dominicana! I am currently attending the University at Albany. This blog is long overdue but a recent occurence in my life pushed me to actually do it, writing has always been the way in which I believe I best express myself and it always seems like a release when things in my life are a little too much to handle. I have been writing poems for years but yet I never had the courage to share them so please bare with me. I don’t have a set description to this blog yet but I am leaning towards life experiences and heartbreaks through poetry at most. I want this page to be your sanity when the world feels a little too heavy to handle. I thank my friends for the support and the encouragement, and I thank you guys for visiting as well. Hope you enjoy! View all posts by Rachelle G.