Monthly Archives: November 2015

To survive

I want the fairytale
And so much more
Sugarcoated
Glitter exploded
Happiness imploded
I want it all
And a little, encore
For the prelude never to fade
And the crescendo of love
To survive once more.

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An act

It’s interesting
Watching her face fall apart
As he speaks each word
Separately
Each syllable
Crushes
Wrinkles
Despair
Eyelids drop
Then eyes widen
The extreme slowly appears
Her face
His words
Not a match made in heaven
But rather
A tragedy played in slow motion
And as the finale approaches
Cue tears
Cue falling to floor
Cue lights
Cue curtain fall
The end
Yet
Isn’t it peculiar
No applause.

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A mess

And just like that
He was no longer there
No hashtag
No search history
No update
No nothing
No him
Just like that
Yes, a simple revelation
Yet so very complicated.

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To risk

She knows she’s flawed
Here and there
Perhaps a bit everywhere
But you can still love her
That is
If you dare.

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The little things

And she wrote
That it had all been added
To the series of
Things she never told you.

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The key

I die a little inside
For each hour that goes by
I imagine it’s what we all do
When the one you love
Wholeheartedly and perhaps more
Suddenly takes notice
Of the unlocked door.

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To understand

Because when it hurts
It
Fucking
Hurts.

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Yesterday

Yes, we can spend hours talking
Walking all over town
Laughing at silly jokes
Quite the entertainer
Whom I highly appreciate

But you have no idea
That each and every time we meet
It’s nothing special
In fact I’m simply another
On repeat

And it pains me to say
Something utterly hurtful
But truth be told
I could have replaced you quite easily
Come yesterday.

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