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rey

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slow day

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the chemicals in my body are programmed to respond to you

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dead end ahead

we're nearing the end. i am listing down things to do when you're gone.

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over due over dew

i think we're long past our expiration date. we've gone from being complacent to becoming intimate. you are no longer a hard habit to break but a part of me that has to be sawn out.

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your comfort has become a habit

a bad habit i can't break.

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the nostalgia of this apathy

how ironic. robotic. as i lie motionless. emotionless.

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this is just about all the bullshit i can take

too much blow on my ego, i guess this is where it ends

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please leave your feelings by the door

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Look at the mess we made

We can't stop the world from spinning, 

so let us ricochet out of it instead.

Or we can destroy this world and

we destroy ourselves in the process.

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You are exactly what I want

A boy I can never fall in love with,

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There was a time when I had loved you on a tuesday

I listened to you as you go about the details of your day.

You told me about her, about your unrequited love and hurt.

I held you, not to comfort you but to comfort myself.

I needed to hold on to that familiar feeling

the feeling I often confuse with love.

It's the closest thing I could get to that so why not?

but brief as the night,

these feelings fade when morning comes

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and every morning, I convince myself of our irreconcilable differences

It's the things we are separately.

We repel each other even with your arms wrapped around me.

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I still couldn't bring myself to love you in the morning

I look at you in your sleeping face.


searching for something,


perhaps a sliver of feelings other than the desire to touch you.


We both know in our hearts,

or maybe it’s just me,

that things don’t work like that.

We’re too caught up by the familiar feeling of being in each other’s arms

and we don’t see 

that these things don’t last forever.

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at the crack of dawn

i'm scared of the mornings that i wake up in your arms, not only that i fear that i forget who you are, but i fear that i forget who i am, because at night, we blur out that line with the motion our bodies paint with lies. at dawn, our bodies break. sometimes i let myself go, get lost in the strings of emotions, in hopes that these feelings are simply fleeting, like how the clouds would fade in the wind. for now, i'll let you hold me til morning grace. until we part ways again in silence.

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we do not put labels or feelings on things that happen after 2am like we do not put feelings on things that we do when we're intoxicated.