nsburtonn

I write so that one day I can breathe without pain and heartache | insta: @nsburtonn |

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I finally did it.

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How wonderful it is to be able to say that I am loved again. And loved twice as much. Because now I love myself and so does he.

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The beauty in Hawaii was too strong not to love.

Until next year☀️🐢

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His blue eyes make me want to love the ocean and take in the clear sky on a summers day. But when they turn green they help me love the dark days as much as the memorable ones. The green is soft like new grass, and gentle as a lily floating around the pond. His eyes are the art of my stories, but also the way I found love, again.

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It’s my turn to finally get the closure I was regretted from all these years.

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I love you,

12:19am, 04.24

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Don’t write about me while I’m in your life. Write when I’m out of it, so I can see what you really think

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I like writing about you when no ones paying attention. Not even you. When you’re driving, in your white Kia, with your hand gripping the steering wheel and your other on top of my ripped jeans. Your thumb under the hole rubbing my smooth skin. You love the little contact of touch. I’ve noticed. You’re wearing your blue flannel, with a light blue under shirt peaking out. Your green eyes covered by your aviator sunglasses. But I can see that smile, while you sing, it sneaks out between lyrics. And I look down at your hand rubbing my leg, blushing.

12:54am

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I cannot understand why you won’t just leave me alone.

Why must you push your life to collide with mine?

You left my life. You did not want to be in it anymore.

You were the main character in every story I wrote.

It was a habit.

You were a habit.

One cannot state whether you were a bad one or not.

You left.

So please. Stay gone.

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I always thought I talked too much. Told him too much. My thoughts became every word out of my mouth. No secrets. Pain.

Lots of pain.

I talked and talked and never shut up about how I am never enough for him. For you. I was all words that surrounded us so much— too much.

But. In the quiet. When you walked away. I realized. It’s not that I talked too much. It’s that you never talked. I was the perfect amount of words.

I was enough words. You just weren’t the one who was supposed to be listening.

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[poems-and-word]

“In all these years, you never believed I loved you. And I did. I did so much. I did love you. I even loved your hate and your hardness.”

— Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (via books-n-quotes)

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Happy first day of February.

And I am happy.

I love myself,

And that’s always the start.

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Thoughts

When you miss him but you can’t tell him you miss him because you are waiting for him to miss you. And don’t want to come off too needy.

Yeah that’s me.

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I am angry.

Fuck you and our apology. I don’t want it. I don’t deserve this. I am happy. Time has past, it is too late for you to come back and say you are sorry. I am happy. Do not come and think that I will let you back in because you are wrong. I am not the same girl you left on the curb two years ago. I am no longer weak and need a boy to feel whole again. I love myself, I am free. So fuck your apology. I don’t need it anymore.

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To the boys who inspire me to write. This one is for you.

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Death calls for me, at all hours.

- 3am