Words I've Written

but you won't ever read

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promises

you’re in shambles, and we are too we never planned this though, did we?

did we want tears? did we want fears? we promised not to leave not to go, and not to grieve

i do remember your words, that morning you won’t lose me, that’s quite impossible

were you truly sincere? now you’re not here? i can’t help but to feel your absence time can’t heal

so please take back those bullshit promises and i won’t be expecting your return

- t.d

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i could write you a thousand more words and plenty more poetry with each passing day, whether or not i am in your company

- t.d

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let me pretend

we are not each others' first but let me pretend i won't ever be your whole world but let me pretend the bright colors that i put in your eye let me pretend all these nights i gladly call you mine let me pretend the invincibility of us, just you and me let me pretend my future with you, and we fit perfectly please let me pretend - t.d

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dear [you]

dear [you], i can’t see why i have to prove to all the people that never matter that my life is more than just you

dear [you], i don’t really see the reason for their so-called warnings that i should simply keep my distance

dear [you], i wonder if you see as well whatever it is that passes between us is our little secret to tell

dear [you], i decide i care not what people say let them chatter on about our stupidity it’s only us two at the end of the day

- t.d

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never

why does her mind come up with the idea that she is good enough for someone like you? because such a thing will never happen

there are longings and wishes of lasting hugs, and generous kisses from someone like you but such things will never happen

so she wipes the tear off her eye and so clears her little world of lies with someone like you none of those lies will ever happen

- t.d

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sorry

i apologise very profusely i beg you accept my sorries even though we know, don’t we, that i am hardly the guilty party?

i can care less, because i realise you are more important than my pride than my hurt ego that cries it’s unjust that the first tear’s from my eyes

you love, and i love, and maybe that’s the root of all our problems, our fights, our disputes but please, again i say to you i’m sorry, and i still love you, i do

this silence kills where before we live it can end if you can still forgive and i will be yours, never to leave if you can accept the apology in my poetry

- t.d

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love, platonic

platonically, i said, perhaps frantic to the people who have no concept of love besides the norm besides the romantic

that’s us, and it doesn’t mean that what we have is anything less than those blessed who love romantically

i’m not broken, i’m functional i view romance as a vague concept i tried my best but it was awful

it was awful to live feeling strange and not myself, a stolen identity faking constantly this is not me

i don’t view what we have as romantic so don’t feel strange if i say i love you i truly do but it is platonic

it’s not worse it’s not better it is just what it is

- t.d