Tell me
What exactly
Am I meant to do
When I'm left
Completely exhausted
Surrounded by everyone
I have ever loved
And instead of running to him
Like I should
All I want
Is to run into
Your arms
Your lips
Even when I know
Better.
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Tell me
What exactly
Am I meant to do
When I'm left
Completely exhausted
Surrounded by everyone
I have ever loved
And instead of running to him
Like I should
All I want
Is to run into
Your arms
Your lips
Even when I know
Better.
I just want to stop feeling this way
I want to be heard
I want to know how to speak
I want to know how to feel
I don't understand how I feel.
1:07:50
You'll know when you find it.
Inside of my mind, I am still learning how to unbandage my damaged parts. Truthfully, the fear of any more pain is insufferable. I am still learning how to kill the thoughts that keep me from bringing you closer. I still fear how you might lose all of your warmth in the cold pools of my soul. Loving you is as easy as breathing, but I have been starved of air for too long.
There is still a piece of my soul that aches to know peace. You cling to me like damp clothes with the hope that you can still protect me from the world outside of my skin. Truthfully, I worry that unbandaging myself to you, completely bare and scarred, will frighten you, and I fear that you may never come back home.
When I met you
I felt the sun
For the first time
In so many years
And it reminded me of being young
Before the pain of falling in love
Before the pain of growing up
And it reminded me of getting old
After I learned how to breathe
After I learned how to grow
And it reminded me
That the hole
Inside
Will never be whole
But it's a perfect spot
For you to rest
Oh how sick I feel
Every time I listen
And I hear the pain of moving on
And the sound of your tears
On the paper where I write
And why is saying goodbye,
forever.
So hard?
Time and time again
I would do it
Time and time again
If I had known that you
Were God's plan for me all along
And I love you
To the point
Of religion
Breathe
Being finally happy
After years of weight
After years of pain
And years of working
Just to gasp once
In awhile
Being finally happy
Doesn’t mean I was never drowning
It means I learned
To breathe
Despite the water
Drowning me
9:25 PM
I look back and forth. TV, computer, phone. I don’t know what to do with my hands. My feet keep bouncing. My brain is buzzing. I want to be calm. I want to collect myself. I want to hold my thoughts. There is too much noise but not enough distraction. I can’t think, but I’m thinking too much. What did I do? What did I say? How did I mess up *this time*? I think I want to be alone. But I’m more lonely than ever. I’m sad, and I think of that place. That one place I want to be. I want to watch the sunset. I want to throw rocks and scream into the emptiness. I want to cry, if only to feel something at all. I want to climb in. I want to sink.
They say the water is quick.
9:26 PM. I grab my keys. The water is quick. It sounds like peace.
From My Perspective...
What do you see
From your point of view?
Is it someone insecure
Scared
Sad
Lonely
Is it the shell
Of the person you once loved
What do you see
From your point of view?
Do you see
Someone you want
Need
Love?
Someone easy?
But
From my perspective
You have no time
You are empty for me
You look around like you would rather be anywhere
But in bed next to me.
And when I ask for your perspective
You are quiet.
And when I ask you to explain
You can’t.
And you love me only for the things I once was
And not for the things I am now.
Who is the person you love.
Because from my perspective
I ache only
For you.
“The General Sense of Loss and Longing”
Another part in the series of books I will never write.
If my love
Is so intense
But so fiercely conflicting
Is is simply better
To love nothing at all?
I chuckled at myself making this.
we were a heady combination of i want you and i don’t want you, i want you to want me but i don’t want to want you, i need you yet i’ll never want you. we watched each other suffer, thinking suffering is the only way we could ever be anything to each other, annual birthday wishes and biannual ‘i need you’s’ and triannual ‘save my contact because i want to see your face’. maybe we were a seasonal thing where we loved to make each other miserable for days and left each other alone for months.
Unsent
Why do I keep writing letters
That you’ll never read
In the way that I want you to.
Why do you have to be
So many hours of train hopping away?
Why do you still haunt me
When you’re right there in my phone
Just an unsent message away?
Lights
So here we sit
Music playing soft through the shitty stereo
Some stupid little song that just feels right
And we look out the window at the city lights
And it’s hard feeling so lonely
When there’s thousands of people passing you
Every day.
And here we sit
Half-asleep on the bed
And I think of moving on the floor
To give you room
But instead you move
And I realize I’m sad
Because in the morning I won’t wake up
To the smell of you tangled in all my sheets
Instead I’ll wake up to an already empty room
And a note on the stand telling me you’ll see me
Later.
Hands pt. 2
but now we’re here
and our hands don’t have to be so far
I don’t have to reach across oceans to feel you anymore
I just need to reach across the sheets.
--L2U, I love you