Poetry

A Letter of Heartbreak from Adele

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Sometimes I do this thing…Read and see if you can figure it out! 😉

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#AdeleShell

 

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Hello, it’s me. 

I miss you. I’ve been sitting in my Hometown Glory, Chasing Pavements trying to Make You Feel My Love.

Don’t You Remember? When We Were Young. How you were always my One And Only, My Remedy.

It feels like a Million Years Ago,  it saddens me you see.

Once upon a time, I Found a Boy one that would last, in love, a First Love, a gentleman.

If It Hadn’t Been For Love, I would have never been Hiding My Heart from you. Worried and scared to feel pain. I’d whisper to myself, He Won’t Go, he’d never leave. It’s okay.

Maybe I’m a Daydreamer. Maybe I’m Tired of feeling Crazy for You.

Rumour Has It, you’ve begun Turning Tables. All I Ask is that you keep an open mind, and consider the possibilities. Our love ain’t Water Under the Bridge, hold me like I’m more than just a friend.

Take It All, my Sweetest Devotion.

If it seems like something you cannot do, if you’re gonna let me down, let me down gently. I hope you have your memories.

Set Fire To The Rain watch it pour as I touch your face.

Give me a memory I can use.

To remind you of how I can no longer keep our Love in the Dark.

There is so much space between us.

But I’ll Be Waiting here patiently, singing you my Love Song.

We could have had it all, this I know.

But here I am, Rolling In The Deep upon the River Lea, I blame it on the River Lea.

All the memories.

I’ve saved the Best for Last to explain the Cold Shoulder, I’ve shown you in the past. I’ll share with you the worries the fears that turned into tears. The reasons that Melt My Heart to Stone.

My Same, my love, I wish to make things Right as Rain.

But we can’t go back, or so it seems. I pray for Someone Like You to walk into my world again, I bid you farewell with a kiss on the cheek.

As I courageously whisper Send My Love (To Your New Lover). Treat her better.

Love, Adele-Shell ❤

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#AdeleShell

 

Some Adele Inspired Selfies

[make-up , hair, and outfit]

#dontjudge 😉

 

Adele Make-Up Tips:

Create a somewhat “flawless” face, add bronzer & blush

Fill in your brows, brush them up

Winged dark black liner on lower and upper water line as well as several coats of mascara

Beige, nude, light brown eye shadows

Nude lipstick and gloss

Adele Hair Tips:

Use second day hair

Dry shampoo, mousse, & hairspray

Blow dry top center of head

Flip head over to blow dry

Tease crown

Flip head back over

Tousle with hands until you find desired look 

Adele Outfit Tips:

Black long sleeved shirt

Black furry/fuzzy vest

Faux Fur Scarf

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How many Adele song titles did you catch? Can we just talk about how purely amazing 25 is…I’ve had it on repeat since I downloaded it!

*I take no credit for the few Adele song lyrics, many song titles, and Adele images used in my edits to create this Adele 19, 21, & 25 album song titles mash-up/lyrical poem/short story. Whatever you want to call it. Haha.*

*I do however, take credit for all selfies 😉 haha.*

-<3-

 

 

The Perfect Man

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The perfect man.

I don’t believe he exists.

I don’t believe there is such a thing as perfection.

It’s idealistic and unrealistic at best.

Leaving too much room for disappointed expectations.

Often those which leave a bit in your stomach and a heavy heart in your chest.

Everyone is flawed.

We all have our strengths and our weaknesses.

I believe we are all human at the core.

And our flaws and mistakes make us just that.

I do believe in having compassion,

I believe in understanding and,

respecting each other.

Love isn’t rooted in perfection.

In fact it is rooted in the imperfections.

In the flaws you find endearing in each other, and in the ones that drive you crazy.

In the mistakes two people in love can overcome.

They say we don’t choose who we love,

that it just happens.

But in some way, we all have the right to choose who we feel is perfect to us, for us and to continue that journey.

To take that chance.

To risk our hearts.

The greatest choice we have as humans is the choice to understand the battle between heart and head and then choose to follow our heart.

Love who you want.

And create your own version of perfection.

-<3-

*I do not take credit for the image used.*

Walk With Me.

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“I know I messed up,” he says sheepishly.

“I’m sure it won’t be the last time,” she says arms folded over her heart.

“Why do I keep doing this? I don’t mean to hurt you,” he says frustrated.

“Maybe because none of us are perfect. We just float around and try our best, and hope to God we get it right,” she says as she avoids eye contact, she kicks her feet in the sand.

“And if we don’t?” he says nervously.

“If we don’t, we hope that the person we hurt, can forgive us.” she says with a faint smile, looking up at him.

Clouds move.

Dreams shift from hearts to hands.

Sun shines bright, as the day nears its end.

Bare feet walk through miles of sand.

Waves pouring in the ocean, for eternity.

And in the whisper of the wind they stand.

On a beach somewhere.

Anywhere.

Everywhere.

It doesn’t really matter.

Heartbreak can happen wherever you land.

“But I love you,” he says meaning it with all his might.

“That doesn’t mean you won’t mess it up every now and then. We mess up the way we love sometimes,” she says staring up into his eyes.

The love is in the air.

Tainted by tension and uncertainty.

Was she trying to save them?

Or give them a peaceful pardon?

Was she going to walk away?

Or was she going to fight to stay?

And in the minutes that ticked by.

He glanced at her trying to read her mind.

As she gazed out across the water, mystified, and peaceful.

Tears forming in her eyes.

“Walk with me,” he says.

“Is that a question,” she replies.

“No it’s a heartfelt suggestion,” he answers with a helpless shrug and puppy dog eyes.

He extends a hand.

She takes it.

As the sun begins to set.

The moon peeking through high above them.

He turns to her and whispers; “I’m sorry.”

She smiles and replies “I forgive you.”

They dance.

They sing.

Deciding to let the past be the past.

As they walk along the beach hand in hand.

He turns to her and smiles.

She smiles back just the same.

“I hope you’re comfortable, because I’m never letting you go,” he says tightening his grip on her hand.

And sometimes, in the mist of loving each other, and making mistakes.

Sometimes, you try and you get it right.

 

-The End-

-<3-

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edit.*

Surprise.

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The Days are fading.

The night creeps in.

The strength she’s willing,

it all runs thin.

Wild eyes.

Classic nights.

Big surprise,

you fought, the fight.

Walls up.

Heart guarded.

Insanity not fleeting enough.

You never finished what you started.

Both at fault.

Imperfect.

Left,

let it be.

She whispers,

why didn’t you fight for me?

Wild nights.

Classic eyes.

Fire within,

burns so bright.

Where ever they were going,

the journey cut short and still.

Fabric frayed.

The flame fizzled.

Ashes to ashes,

dust to dust.

You be you,

I’ll be me,

She whispers.

Now we have to deal with moving on,

guess it wasn’t meant to be.

We both lost the fight.

Surprise Surprise.

-<3-

*I do not take credit for the image used.*

Only Human

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I’m only human

made up of flesh and bones

My best may not always be done

try as I might

mistakes are bound to be made

sometimes life gets in the way

I’m only human

I feel without explanations

Or explanations that run short of validation

We all do

We all are

We are only human

Lost in confusion

And not knowing where we go next

perfection is just an illusion we place in our minds

So take a breath

just breathe

in…

out…

Take your time

Count to ten if you have to

If that works for you

Forgive

Life is not a race

Understand even when you may not

there’s a plan in motion

maybe not one of your own

maybe not one you can control

But a larger one

Be kind to your imperfections

life knows what it’s doing

even if you don’t

Just hold on tight

hold on with all your might

And enjoy the ride

the ride of life

Smile

let yourself be surprised

and if those surprises are filled with despair

know that you can fight until the storm lays still

The clouds will soften

the rain will stop

the sun will shine bright

Celebrate

give it all you’ve got

Make your memories

tell your stories

And know that someone always holds your hand

We are only human

Be the best YOU, you can be

Life will take care of the rest

 

-<3-

Writer’s Corner

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writers corner

“What do you want to write?”

When you think of someone saying they want to be a writer, what form of writing pops into your mind? I imagine it’s an array of things in which you question. Novels? Short Stories? Poetry? Plays? Fiction? Non Fiction? Romance? Mystery? Do they want to write for films or maybe for television? Now imagine the confusion you feel just having all those possibilities jumbled up in your mind. All the differences, yet similarities all those forms share. That’s how most writers feel every day. That pull and push of which direction they should go, which writing style suits their heart and soul best. Their minds want them to do one thing but maybe their hearts whisper something entirely different to them in secret. Writers feel emotions deeply. But the main thing I’ve learned in my search to choose, is that all forms hold creativity at their core. It’s about heart. So I have to wonder, is it better to dabble in many different things, and be good in each, or is it better to focus all your energy in being great in one specific thing? Since when has being a jack of all trades been considered a bad thing? Since when is being interested and experimenting in all different things, a bad thing? I’m just wondering here, myself. Can a writer really bridge all gaps and form them into one. Poetry or Short Stories? TV or film?  Are our writer’s hearts big enough for them all? Why must we choose? Why can’t we do them all? We can. And we will. As writers, we don’t have a choice. Stories come into mind, and capture our hearts, and no matter how long they take us to get them out, eventually a story will be told, heart in hand.

* I do not take credit for the image used. *

-<3-

A Story of “The Man” & his “Nina”

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(Quick Disclaimer: I am in no way commenting on Ed’s relationships or his rumored relationship with a certain other artist by the name Nina. I just love his music and thought  this could be a cool lyrical poem/short story.)

Give Me Love like her, he whispered in silent prayer.

Drunk on a memory.

Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes.

A Photograph; a moment frozen in time.

Displaying an Afire Love so deep.

A love that could make One, Sing.

This is the start of something beautiful.

This love between The Man and his girl, a girl named Nina.

A love that makes you feel chemicals in your Bloodstream.

Color crimson in your eyes.

A heart beating so fast, your palms start to sweat.

But this wasn’t always so.

With every storm comes a rainbow.

A story of love.

Of hidden truths so scared to uncover.

There is a story behind All Of The Stars in the sky and all the smiles and frowns.

The stories that lie behind the eyes.

He’s falling for her eyes, but they don’t know him yet.

A story so sacred, Even My Dad Does Sometimes, cry.

Let’s Take It Back, to a time when The Man would sing songs like “I’m A Mess” and “You Need Me I Don’t Need You,” songs about heart break, songs that fought to mask the pain.

A cry to the world, a cry that is Thinking Out Loud in whispers.

A cry saying Give Me Love, Kiss Me like you wanna be loved.

People fall in love in mysterious ways.

She left.

But he caught her, before she became a Runaway.

And as her salted tears failed to dry, he wiped his Shirtsleeves under her eyes.

Don’t mess with my love, she said.

Heart in her hands.

U.N.I can build a Lego House in The City near the Tenerife Sea, he said.

Heart at her feet, hopeful.

With a view, a view that says without saying; Wake Me Up.

Inspirational visions at their door step, knocking.

This is their reality.

If things go wrong we can knock it down, the Lego House, we can knock it down, she said.

She was met with silence, not because The Man had any doubts, but because he didn’t.

He knew with absolute certainty, that he was in love.

Fast Forward time.

Photos and memories still capture that love.

Do you see the fire?

I See Fire, a burning eternal flame.

It may flicker, it may dim, but it will always stay lit, ignited.

A Small Bump ready to be born.

My how things have changed.

Wake Me Up Wake Me Up, he said.

Is this real?

A young boy meets a girl, in Grade 8 and they made their own version of The A Team.

Wake Me Up, Give Me Love.

Is this real? Or is this all in my head? He Said, She said.

Maybe we found love right where we are, They say, they sing.

Years Later…

They’re still going strong.

The Man and his Nina.

How many Ed Sheeran song titles did you spot?

**I do not take any credit for any images, videos, music or modified lyrics used.**

Listen to Ed’s “+” & “x”

Read Ed’s Lyrics HERE

-<3-

Happy Birthday or Happy Anniversary?

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So when I finally had the chance to sit down after all the holiday craziness and catch my breath, it Cupcake mit Kerze und die Zahl 2occurred to me…that michelleleighwrites is turning 2!!!!!!!!!! So last year I said Happy Birthday, but WordPress calls it an anniversary so hmmm…. I don’t know what to call it? What do you think makes most sense? Anyhow, today TWO years ago I started this blog and it’s at a slow but steady growth and I am so proud and so humbled and so happy that I have been able to keep this commitment to myself and my craft. I hope you have enjoyed reading as much as I have enjoyed writing. So let’s keep it going shall we? Please feel free to leave comments during your stay, I would LOVE to read your thoughts! 😀

*For more of what’s in store for 2015 here on michelleleighwrites, read through my 2014 Highlights post.

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Click HERE for michelleleighwrites first Anniversary/Birthday post.

Click HERE for my first post EVER!

So last year you guys got the first vlog on this very special day and this year I wanted to do one for you guys again, but I just didn’t get a chance to. But I didn’t want to show up empty handed so…I have had this little poem/song thing saved on my computer for quite some time, debating on whether or not I should share it. It’s a little scandalous, but I think you guys can handle it. 😉  I do this thing where I choose an artist and comb through their music and make a “song” out of it, but to me it seems more like a poem. But I kind of think it turned out cool, so what the hell….here ya go! The artist choice should be of no surprise… at all….

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“The Justified Sex/Love Experience”

**Read before you judge…it should all make sense at the end.** 😉

Now it’s that time of year

That time when Summer Love is over

But I know that Nothin’ Else

And no one else is Right For Me

And no one is ever gonna love you Like I Love You

You got these Sexy Ladies all Lovestoned, My Love and it’s difficult to Drink You Away

So I’ll get my Dress On for you, checkin’ those Mirrors not once but twice, singing you are- you are- the love of my life

While I pop some Strawberry Bubblegum so we can Take Back The Night

I know it’s dark and the flashing lights are everywhere illuminating this Electric Lady, They all just stop and stare

But Don’t Hold The Wall, Dance and Let The Groove Get In

So let’s leave it all on the floor tonight, dressed up in your Suit & Tie and fly me off in your Spaceship Coupe

Because I’m That Girl, that Pusher Love Girl you sing about

Don’t be so quick to walk away, I can be your Senorita, I wanna Rock Your Body, make you stay, make you Cry Me A River, Only When I Walk Away

Amnesia you’ll wish for it Blindness you’ll pray for it

Because your Tunnel Vision for me has got you saying Damn Girl make my Body Count, (And She Said) Take Me Now

We’ll make a Future Sex Love Sound

TKO I really knocked you out, lying on that Blue Ocean Floor, I saw you

It was Murder wasn’t it?

I remember how you said to me Last Night, Let’s Take A Ride on the countryside, let’s just get away

It’s sad you see cuz without you, I’m Losing My Way

I guess What Goes Around…Comes Around, it’s true what they say

You lose yourself to me, I lose myself to you

Traveling to get back to…

Traveling Until The End Of Time

Trying to reach you

(Oh No) What you got, You Got It on

You Chop Me Up, you chop up my heart

Your love is Still On My Brain and I wonder if you remember that first night at the Cabaret

Gimme What I don’t know (I want)

That True Blood of your sweet beating heart

And we can start over and Take it from Here

Never Again will I lose you

(Another Song) All over Again will I sing to you

Until you understand

It’s Not A Bad Thing to fall in love with me

And I’ll prove it to you…

Strike a Pose

And we’ll bring Sexy Back (yea) for the world to see…

go ahead be gone with it…be gone with me.

See what I did there… 😉

How many Justin Timberlake song titles can you count?

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What do you think J.T. …. Duet? 😉

Happy Birthday! Happy Anniversary! michelleleighwrites <3

Happy Birthday!
Happy Anniversary!
michelleleighwrites ❤

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*I do not take credit for any of the images, gifs, lyrics, or song titles used*

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