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@thesoundsofpenonpaper
I drive past your parents house everyday on my way to work. I fight the urge to drive by and see if, by some chance, youâre sitting in their porch, home for a visit. It makes me happy and sad at the same time. Happy to know you got out of here, sad to feel like I was left behind. No one knows how much I miss you.
Do you think he knows itâs you I sing about in the car?
We are soulmates.
Maybe not in this life but we are or were. My soul is pulled to you, as if it would leap right out of my chest and into your heart. Somewhere sometime we have loved and it must of been magical. You are magical.
You are magic to me.
I miss you on the pavement, in the steps next to mine
I miss your body movements as we intertwine
I miss your soul mixing with mine.
If Iâd had known the last time I kissed you would be the last time Iâd kiss you, I would have kissed you a little harder, a lot longer.
A kiss I would remember, a kiss you couldnât forget.
There is it again, the longing.
You always seem to pop up right when I need you, how do you know?
How do you know when Iâm needing you, a shoulder, a cry, a love.
How do you know what my soul needs?
Have you touched it?
Are you in my soul
Here
Or anywhere
Her due date came, I was getting dressed in the closet when I reminded you,
You said âoh thatâs today?â
And we never spoke about it again..
Thereâs a woman screaming inside of me. A catastrophically loud and desperate scream. The scream of a mother losing her baby.
I knew what to expect when I went into that delivery room.
I didnât scream then, but Iâm screaming now.
You said youâd be two hours,
Itâs six hours later..
I just saw some girl on the Internet say âyou can see the grief on my faceâ and it just resonated with me in such an honest and vulnerable way.
I donât look like her anymore, the girl who doesnât know grief.
Iâll never be the 15 year old girl whose dad is alive again.
Iâll never be the 26 year old woman who doesnât know the pain of burying her daughter.
You can see it, in my face.
you donât know what youâve got until itâs gone
I want to live in a world that is simple. A world of tranquil fulfillment. A world I see my family often in, and can walk to a small bookstore, or write in a window of a bar and it be enough to fix everything broken inside me.
I want to live in a world that is simple and unbroken.
https://www.instagram.com/joanpala/
you long for her,
i yearn for him,
most days with you are long,
arenât we supposed to be where we belong?
itâs been years since weâve seen each other.
so much has changed, yet he feels just the same. safe, comfortable, warm.
does he feel it to? do I feel the same to him?
this is what desire feels like
weâre 27 this year, both with other people
funny where life can take you