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I guess it started later this year than before.
so when you looked at me, of course that would set it off.
to this day, I don't know why it happens. it's as though
i have an incurable heart ache, and after four long years of
lying to myself, I have to admit the truth. My feelings and
love never faded away. they are still so present.
laying in his arms, there is a twang of regret.
over time, everyone said it would fade. but there is a
vacancy in my heart without you, and it's killing me.
everyday is the same; I wish he was you.
you know the worst part? I know how it is now; so
one-sided and hopeless. and as I cry, you are
undoubtedly okay. if only you knew like I do.
so when you looked at me, of course that would set it off.
to this day, I don't know why it happens. it's as though
i have an incurable heart ache, and after four long years of
lying to myself, I have to admit the truth. My feelings and
love never faded away. they are still so present.
laying in his arms, there is a twang of regret.
over time, everyone said it would fade. but there is a
vacancy in my heart without you, and it's killing me.
everyday is the same; I wish he was you.
you know the worst part? I know how it is now; so
one-sided and hopeless. and as I cry, you are
undoubtedly okay. if only you knew like I do.
Literature
Silence Kills
I don't want to know me,
I don't want to make a sound.
Let's pretend I've stopped existing
and start breaking ground.
You can dig this hole for me,
even though I'm nowhere to be found.
You are the only one who can finish this,
though I'll never admit you were the only one keeping me around.
I don't want to hurt you anymore,
so go ahead and put me to rest.
Let's bury my body
and put denial to the test.
Who is this girl you knew?
Where is she?
She drowned on her own words
and now you're free.
Look me in the eye
as you lower me down.
I'll never stop being the one
who let you drown.
Forget me
for I'll not make a sound.
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Love Me Back
Love me back.
It's been four years and two breakups later and I still don't know how to tell you that I know that you're as scared to love me as your dog is afraid of thunderstorms. And sometimes I wish we could walk around in those thundershirts to see if it would make loving me any less earth-shattering, but I know better than that. I know better than to wish for a lightning storm. I'm the kind of guy that gets struck twice, and you're the one hiding in the basement waiting for it to be over.
She told me that she's an all-in-but-afraid-to-lose-me kind of girl, just as you're an all-out-but-afraid-to-love-me kind of boy. Most days it feels
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Tinderbox
I left my deconstructed self
in tidy piles on your still-warm bed sheets,
not a bone out of place;
every piece of me sorted and stamped
so at least you’d see
what you were getting yourself into.
You gave me your fingernails;
the stardust beneath them
leaving gritty, sparkling trails on my palms
that made my hands tingle:
half panic, half desire.
I sometimes wondered how we’d fit together;
both of us quiet and awkward and luminous,
collecting kindling like belly button lint
in all our empty spaces,
just waiting to start ourselves on fire.
I hope you find a safe place to shine.
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I never had you,
but I never stopped wanting you.
but I never stopped wanting you.
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Ouch, I am sincerely terrified to my very core of this being me in a few years.
Excellently written <3
Excellently written <3