Tag Archives: Seperation

The Writer

Once I was in love with a writer
He wrote me poems
They made me cry

I told him that
He was cofused

His words were never meant to hurt
They were meant to make me happy

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Day Thirteen

You’re fading
But your smell remains on my bed sheets

You’re fading
But the wind whispers with your voice

You’re fading
But lying on the ground I can feel your heartbeat

You’re fading
But my blood tastes like your breath

You’re fading
But the stars are still the same we looked at

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Maybe next time…

In another life
I would be your girl
We keep all our promises
Be us against the world

(Katy Perry)

He is moving away.
It will take such a huge burden from me.
The moment he leaves,
I’ll be weightless. Free.
I’ll never again see him as an option.

The moment he leaves,
I’ll be breathless.
It will leave me paralyzed.
I’m still waiting for our first kiss.
It will make him better than he could ever be.

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What if…

No, I’m not fanciful.
I’m cruel to myself.
Thinking in the ‘what if’ – pattern makes me sick.

I know I must give up on you.
I maybe had my chance.
Maybe not.
Our paths once crossed but we didn’t make any steps together.
There’s nothing in this universe that connects us –
except that two words – what if?!

When we talk we create a past that we never had.
A past that will never be ours.
We talk in questions but we’re sure that there’s no answer.

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