SoMuchYou

Moving on. Up?

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Deja Vu

whats the opposite of deja vu? that’s what i feel when I look at you my mind knows our history yet no memory of your face even still, my children call you mom the sound sits on my ears… … … … …nope, still nothing

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I’ve never struggled to write about anybody before, except you. And I’m still trying to figure out if that’s a good or bad thing because all the poetry I write is icy, blue eyes and tear-soaked pillows and talking to the moon out of the window at 2am when I used to talk to him. But he left. All my poetry is is watching people walk away and bleeding fingertips because the shards of broken hearts bear an awful resemblance to broken glass. Maybe I don’t write about you because you haven’t broken my heart, yet. Maybe I don’t write about you because you don’t make my head pound or my world spin or the ground shake like people say true loves should. But maybe I don’t write about you because you make me inexplicably happy and I don’t know how to write about things that do anything other than break me.

I don’t know how to write about things that make me happy // otherwise, all my words would be for you, 22/01/2016 (via afadingdancer)

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Yeah...so...I mean it. #forever #somuchyou #always

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Always beaming. Always smiling.

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i beam because of your shine

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we belong. Not to each other For each other And I am thankful

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And sadly, I am right. :jpm

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I promised to leave I promised to wait I promised to love you And that promise I meant :jpm

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I promise too much :jpm

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He doesn’t love you He loves his reflection And you are his mirror

Duty calls Commitment stays And you are a shadow in his dreams Following behind Pretending

Religion of youth Led you to reject The morals and principles of parents

And you aren’t wrong But he isn’t right Pretending

The story has not been finished An ending is coming to be sure Happy (I hope) Sadly (I am sure)

Tired of being a shadow

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Jesus saves the best for lunch

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Distance is a bitch that fails to remind us we are needed

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And I do

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Coffee with K. My little sweet girl.

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We belong, damn it