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Lighthouse Izzy Ferrera

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Are you happy without me?

Do you wake up in the morning to notice how beautiful the sunrise is?

Are you walking around town with that goofy grin holding someone else's hand? Do you laugh more now that I'm not around? Am I no longer an agonising thought in the back of your mind?

I hope you are. Happy that is.

Because I'm not. I drown myself in the wine we used to drink together. Days seem to blur into nothing. I can't fathom the number of cigarettes I have smoked to rid myself of you. I tried to count my blessings but the problem is I always used to count you first, but now I can't count you at all.

But I soldier on. Because you don't have to burden yourself with my loss. I wish you more than the best And I mean that. I'll be okay.

I refuse to admit that I'm slowly losing myself without you. -I.F

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Let’s be us

We are quite confusing creatures I could spend eternity trying to figure you out So I won't I make no excuses for our actions nor do I regret them But damn we are so good at making bad choices We are the same you and I We are fucking magnets We attract and repel each other

I guess we both know we aren't ready to handle this Because I'm afraid of falling and you are afraid of catching me

We should just be us Let's be confused, hopeless, full of shit, hilarious and beautiful Let's just be us

-I.F

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Small Talk

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// Small Town

I haven't travelled to too many places.

But I know my town like the back of my hand. I know these people better than I know myself. I know these sad souls that call this place home. The ones that intoxicate themselves with alcohol just to make it through the day. Those who pray every night that God would take them away. People who try to leave but never cross the border of the town. I know people who throw away their chance of freedom for a love that will likely end up in a malicious divorce.

But take your pick little girl. You can be a hairdresser or a housewife. Hell, you could even teach?

You will marry a farmer. A boy you've known since the day you could walk. Remember, he has enough money for those kitchen cabinets that fill your heart with great joy. A baby will be expected, don't you forget that.

By this time, your kids have stepped into the real world and never looked back for mommy's hand. You would have a great love for wine Your husband will have a great love for beer...and other women. And you will carry on in pretence as if you are oblivious to the lipstick stains that you, yourself wash out of his collars.

The church appreciates your donations. Sundays are a time for giving. The more you give the more you can hide. Right?

Don't forget you're a classy woman with your classy scarves that hide the bruises while your Tom Ford glasses hide more than fatigued eyes. What would the neighbours think if they knew?

By the time you reach sixty your husband's wrongdoings would have resulted in a fatal heart attack. And you will cry but only because his life insurance never paid you out.

You will stay in your big house with the beautiful cabinets that no longer bring you happiness. People will visit every now and then, but only to satisfy their consciouses. Somedays you will receive a call from your children but there will be more silence than conversing. And most days the silence will consume you, as you pray to God for a way out of this town

- Izanne Ferreira

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