algaestar

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[selfship-quotes]

I love soulmates but also this-

[qilingxiong]

[filmnoirsbian]

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[asphodelpoetry]

i sit at a table halfway across the world from you,

i eat the meal of my childhood through a microwave.

add the toppings, just like you taught me;

i scrape the bottom and wonder if i still fit in that bed with the blue sheets

if i came back home, squeezed myself into that small, small bed—

would you come tuck me in, kiss me goodnight?

[asphodelpoetry]

i often wonder if i am fit to love

the thought stains like blood on sheets,

and lingers longer than any gentle touch i’ve known.

[daddyfuckedme]

[asphodelpoetry]

there’s a lot i could say, but more i will not.

to put it simply,

i miss you

[asphodelpoetry]

there is little i know outside of your hands,

beyond the confines of your view is foreign

to live my life is to live through you.

not even the tears i shed are my own

[asphodelpoetry]

skin on skin

i think of, i yearn for

so you let my lips catch yours

and your warm hand cradles my cheek,

my mouth sticky with your lipstick;

i’ll feel it against my lips for hours

[asphodelpoetry]

i am remembering

she lays on the hospital bed—

somehow i’m still 8 wondering if she comes home

today, she cries about loosing independence

tomorrow, i will weep with her.

[asphodelpoetry]

moments like this drink me in,

save my memory for the who i later become

not my hurt, or fear, or overwhelming pity;

current me weeps for the hour before,

but i am the pathetic husk my future grows from.

“you are changing between moments”

no change is great enough for my faults

[asphodelpoetry]

to who i am beyond this moment:

forgive me, please

[asphodelpoetry]

the bathroom light glints off the blade,

a stage light pinned on me

and it is a game of tug-of-war:

the jagged cut is a home i burnt to the ground,

but the bed is just as soft as the day i last wept.

[asphodelpoetry]

you manage time and again to set me back;

my mom, my mother, my world!

i asked for a sign, mercy

i suppose your silence is answer enough.

[bulldyke-rider-deactivated20251]

"Do I deserve this?" "Am I worthy of this?"

So irrelevant. Do you want it?

[asphodelpoetry]

you have no right to be angry.

i do not have my mother’s forgiveness;

i do not have my sister’s ignorance.

are you upset that i might not come back,

or is it that you know you bred this hatred in me?

[jordanbolton]

To The Person I Returned The Expensive Shirt To - Jordan Bolton

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[asphodelpoetry]

i used to imagine the door opening,

my horrid act bared before a witness:

i lock the door tight.

i know no one will save me from this fate