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Like a lost cause, when I know you're trying hard to make me right, and I'm holding out my hand to you, but you slip right through my fingers, and I need you to reassure me I'm alive.
Am I alive?
Mountains of Kluane NP, Yukon Territory by lachlans
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.
It’s not that I don’t love you. (via extrasad)
snow lake, washington (x)
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You were out of my league, All the things I believe, You were just the right kind. You were out of my league, Got my heartbeat racing, If I die don't wake me, 'Cause you are more than just a dream.
Fitz and the Tantrums
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I remember, it was something you had to do, and you were so out of it. All we could see, was the blue, that was stuck in our throats. You longed for when I would come back, but you sent me away, and that was that. And all I remember was the saying, my mother once said, that 'love is for a fool'.
And now I am that fool
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How are you able to let go of my heart so fast, When I'm not able to let go of your hand. How are you able to not crave my heart like that, When I'm not able to not crave your lips. How are you able to tell me you don't care anymore, When I'm not able to tell you to go away. How are you able to do all of this, When I'm not able to let you go.
It’s been a few months now...
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They asked me, 'What do you miss most about him?' And I was silent for a while because it wasn't what I missed most about him, it's what I missed doing with him the most. Yeah doing things alone like watching a movie or grocery shopping is not that bad but doing little things like that with him, just made it harder to let him go.
That’s what I missed most
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by Stephen Kacirek
Mt. Rainier, WA
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