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  • expire

    Monday, Oct 5, 2009 3:44PM / Standard Entry

    *The waves thrust towards me. Unrelenting, cold waves.

    I still turn my head when I pass by the places we've been to, hoping to catch just a glimpse of a memory. perhaps they still live there.

    *A gentle smile that never returns, yet still I crave.

    I try hard each day to do what seems effortless to you. Try to not do the things we used to do together. Trying not to think of your voice, your smile, your scent...

    *The sun sets as drops begin to fall from my face.

    I wish hard to forget you, then I turn around and wish you were still here. I know very well the strategic ways you used to let me go easy. Though I still play as though I believe them, as though I didn't know any better.

    *I stride hopelessly on, with less and less grace.

    Foolish though I am to feel too much for something that wasn't very much. It was all to short and sudden to mean this much, and yet before I close my eyes you are still on my mind. Still singing that one song, still with that same smile.

    *here I lay quietly, remembering though you have clearly forgot.

    I Pretend that I don't think about you. I try not to mention your name. I pretend that we had never met. Though I never take off the proof of your existence. I should find a place where I can bury these thoughts of you far from sight.

    *Pretending what is has always been and what has been is not.


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  • trickle

    Monday, Sep 7, 2009 2:23PM / Standard Entry


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    flutters in this vessel where my love lies.
    burning burning these ropes I remain tied.
    pitter patter I hear it beat no more.
    searing searing where your lips adored.
    sways so gently windows of memories pass.
    boring boring ever so deeply a love of chaste.
    sifting too thoroughly by fluent hindsight.
    burrowing burrowing I am hit at plight.
    carry through this masquerade.
    slitting slitting my release is made.
    shivers your name through my lips.
    carve carve this painful kiss.

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  • written

    Saturday, Sep 5, 2009 11:27AM / Standard Entry

    here I writhe my broken self.

    dare I request your gentle help?

    without respiration I rest my eyes.

    the burning tears that must I deny.

    speak to me, for I do not hear.

    your breath on my skin forever seared.

    your syrup kisses on my sweetened lips.

    has it really come to only this?

    just a dream I dream on my own.

    seeing all, all I see in grayish tones.

    keeping distances though not by choice.

    a forceful grace with a forceful poise.

    thus, I exhale just a small amount.

    in hope to keep this memory abound.

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  • The thrill

    Friday, Sep 4, 2009 12:22PM / Standard Entry

    For that one person in our lives, that comes without warning and sweeps you away. The person who makes you feel as though you never loved before.

    I still try to not breathe in deep, because I'm afraid that I will tear apart from this heartache. Missing you is the only thing I can do.


    You smiled at me
    I felt the rush.
    A quickened heart
    my face which blushed.

    Your hand touched mine
    and the world ceased.
    A gentle kiss
    I could not breath.

    You whispered words
    that made my soul flutter.
    A single promise
    there would be no other.

    Yet you leave
    quicker than you came.
    Still you're gone
    and nothing's the same.



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