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I find the concept of growing in love so much prettier than love at first sight?? like one day you look at someone and you suddenly realize you see them in a different light than you did the night before. that’s falling.

I’m over it.

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We all have that one piece we think we can play

But when you try to play it

It’s like

‘Oh’

So you just give up for a year or five and wallow in self-despair

I was an outline of a body placed under your fingertips.

And that’s all I was to you but that’s all you were to me. We were using eachother in twisted ways to forget who we ached for. We used eachother to numb the pain of what we couldn’t have what we wanted to have.

I thought no strings attached with you would make me forget about him. I thought late nights in the dark with you would make me forget the mornings I spent with him.

The clock is ticking the time is passing the world is shifting and at the end of the day

I’m an outline of a body under your fingertips my aching to be touched with care and kindness.

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Time has passed,

life has changed,

and I have healed.

Yet still,

sometimes,

sometimes you come sweeping into my mind, crashing through my defences, stealing my breath and swamping all my senses with the memory of your presence.

- Time may heal but it doesn’t erase

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I wanted you. I ached for you. I watched from the distance as you fell for her, held her, kissed her. There was something about you that kept me hooked.

I tried to walk away. I tried to forget. I tried to move on. I tried to erase you.

You keept coming back. Always around another corner. Always finding away to slither back into my life like a snake. Always making my world stop so that I could make room for you to breathe.

And then one day you wanted me...

You wanted me but you didn’t want my brains or my smile or my laugh. You didn’t the way my cheeks turned red when I thought something was a little to funny.

You wanted my hips and my bust. You wanted my body parts not my personality.

I wanted you. I ached for you. But you didn’t want ME. You wanted a sex toy.

To me you were a breath of fresh air. To me you were the clarity in the dark sky. To me you made my world spin and the stars glow.

But I guess I wasn't that for you. Or maybe you were afraid. Maybe you were afraid we could be something so great and that terrified you.

You didn't think you deserved the world spinning on it's axis.

So you left me in the dirt. You let me open my heart to you just so you could throw me away like trash on the side of the road.

We could have been great. But I guess you'll never get to find out what we could have been...

sorryihavemarchingband

sorry i just had to make this post lmao

Is everything going ok? You seem pretty down

No I'm perfectly okay! 😊 I've just decided to start sharing some of my poetry here.

Someone wanna come over here and like hold me? It would also be pretty nice if you could bring fuzzy socks and hot chocolate.

I was broken and you needed that.

You needed to be the one who saved me and make me whole again. But the problem with being my hero is you can't always save me. I can't always be fixed.

You craved the idea of putting back together my rugged little pieces. But the problem with that was you cut yourself on the edges.

And when I crumbled you didn't know what to do. And you didn't need that..

...so you left.

bostnmnr

this is the wrong generation for people with good hearts.

deadwit-deactivated20190920

like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit