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sarah Mar 2019
stop
stop pretending and stop fantasizing
stop conforming to the standards of society
stop wishing for the ideal you
and find her
throw away those old pictures
and start over
donate those clothes that remind you of him
and start clean
change your sheets and re-arrange your room
and start from scratch
burn the letters and watch his name go up in flames

stop trying to be the right person for him
stop trying to be the right person for them
there is no definition for:
"the perfect girlfriend"
"the perfect daughter"
"the perfect woman"
what defines you
is not your heartbreak
not your scars
not your mistakes
what defines you is how you deal with it
don't let them break you down
then build you up
into the person they want you to be
just be you
sarah Feb 2019
fall in love in my jeep
while we’re driving with the windows down
the sun is setting in front of us
the music is a little too loud
my hair is flying and
i am smiling

fall in love at my parent's
when you’re talking with my dad about
something i can’t understand
my mom and i will be cooking
you’ll see me laugh and
you wonder what future we’ll have

fall in love in the morning
the rays of sunlight come through the window
skin pressing against skin
our legs are detangling and
the coffee is brewing

fall in love with my worst
see me for who i am and who i will be
fall in love with me every day
because i will fall in love with you in every moment

-s. wilder
sarah Feb 2019
at 75 miles an hour
everything seemed to slow
minds hazed with gratitude and deep thoughts
blinking took seconds
turning took minutes
road trips took hours

raindrops morphed into faces
crumbled into emotions
at 80 miles an hour

everything seemed too slow
sunshine masked with clouds darkened into oblivion  
at 85 miles an hour

she seemed to appreciate the business in life
highways knew no time
lines played like a broken record
a broken record
a broken record
so fast it was slow
so hot it was cold
at 90 miles an hour

it was ironically calming riding at 95 milled an hour
the sun setting into colors of pink and purple and orange
the sky forming a rainbow over a collapsing bridge
everything stopped,
at 100 miles an hour

-s. wilder

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