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Lynsey-Nova Jul 2016
I HATE HOW MUCH I ******* MISS YOU

LIKE HOW AND WHY DO I HAVE TOO?

YOU WERE MY ROCK YOU KEPT ME SANE

NOW I AM HERE GOING CRAZY AGAIN AND WHERE ARE YOU?

I GET THAT YOU DIDNT LOVE ME I DIDNT LOVE YOU LIKE

THAT EITHER BUT MOTHER ****!

YOU COULD AT LEAST LET ME KNOW YOURE ALIVE

****
Lynsey-Nova Mar 2015
I've spent a lot of my life feeling
unwanted
unneeded
unimportant
I never thought you would make me feel like that



but you have
Lynsey-Nova Feb 2015
come on just take one breath
just a tiny gasp of air
please for me?
be alive and be here?
maybe reach your hand out?
touch my outstretched fingers
just once just for a moment
i know it hurts
i know that pain
and even though
i wish you wouldn't
you'll feel it again
but right now just for me
take a breath
start to breathe
i'll wait right here
promise not to leave
but for one moment
one tiny second gone
take a breathe and
please hold on
in case you cant tell this is about a broken heart how it feels when it starts to mend
Lynsey-Nova Feb 2015
the quiet
the loud
the soft
the hard
the hands
the lips
the body pressed like this
touching you
touching me
sighing soft
laughing weak
the painful strokes
the loving smacks
i fear i'll never get
it back
your angel wings
wrapped round me tight
our future perfect and insight
you
Lynsey-Nova Jan 2015
I have a Question for you...
It'a kind hard to say......
It fills me with sadness.....
I think it everyday.....
It's only a few words......
But volumes do they speak.......
Thinking this question always makes me weak........
OK I'm gonna say it......
Just rip the band-aid off....
1....2....3....


Do you Miss me at All?
Lynsey-Nova Dec 2014
bare face down panting before the first graze of the soft felt
so soft hiding the harsh sting and throb caused by its many strands
in this moment the ecstasy takes me and my mind flies
over the homes around us to the soaring heavens where you sit
resplendent on a throne of bodies lay at your feet those who
give of themselves to serve and honor the magic that lies in those
soft harsh strands
they leave my heated skin and i brace for that first hard impact
i hold my breath......for you
Lynsey-Nova Nov 2014
I Miss....The feel of your hands running thru my hair
I Miss....The touch of your lips on my neck
I Miss....The taste of your soul poring over my tongue
I Miss....The click of the keys as you speak to me
I Miss.... The sound of your heart beating under my ear
I Miss You....I Miss You tho you were never mine to begin with.
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