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[poemswords]

[missmong]

I love you, I really do.

[missmong]

I think I will love you until I no longer can

[missmong]

It's funny how I felt reading love stories and moments of people and all I could think of was conversations I had with him and moments I have with him, it's just like those things it felt like those. We're not together and he is not mine, but why does I felt this way, it's making me believe I have a boyfriend.

[missmong]

I have so much love in me for you, I cant contain. I miss you, I need you , I want you here with me right now. I can only breath heavily, longingly. I miss you, I truly do.

[missmong]

I miss you

[missmong]

I miss you

[missmong]

And I miss him, even if I know he wouldnt miss.

I love him, even though he wouldnt love me the same. What do I do?

[missmong]

And then, You didnot open your arms for me

[missmong]

I hate that I miss you

[pseudophan]

when your stomach is really mad at you and you're not sure which one of your fourteen unhealthy lifestyle choices is causing it

[valicelavidad]

somehow my app bugged and cut the last nine words off so I thought op was a cow or something

[pseudophan]

[missmong]

Thank you for being patient and considerate with me.

If only I have met you in a different timeline, I might have loved you, truly, sincerely, dearly.

[zeroandvoid]

More than 9 lives

I'm dissecting old conversations

There's no more gushes of blood to go through

The death of my hopes was a happy termination

But somehow I went in for a late autopsy

I still can't figure out what went wrong

My analytic mind gets the best of me

I don't want you back, in that I'm strong

But I can't help but wonder about the fog

I kept my confusion as a token of our love

I kept the hesitations as a reminder to stay gone

But the doubts are killing me all over again

Our love is dead but there's a paucity, why is that?

The lack of closure is drab and grey

The cessation of hostility didn't make us want to stay

So I wonder why, I wonder what's so distinct

About us, about our endearment

Why don't we feel it?

Maybe it's the avoidance, the misinformation

We had no limerence

But we never said it with words

That is the difference

I can sleep now

I can find the peace

It took it more than 9 lives

The cat was killed by my curiosity

Diana M.

[missmong]

I pray and I'll pray for you. I always will.

[missmong]

I pray to have the courage and strength to walk away from everything that's not for me and /or to let go of whatever this is.

[fatimazainab]

Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

[missmong]

Today, a little more distant and disconnected

Perhaps, it was me, who is forcing this connection after all.

🙂