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selfishly,
my darkness absorbed any light it could find,
that light was you.
i drank you up until i could stand on my own
i left you thirsty and without answers.
you filled a void someone else created.
you soothed the wounds as he carved them,
healed,
i went back to him in good condition
because of all your hard work
then i would return,
hopeless and cracked
you put my pieces back together so many times.
then one day i never came back.
those times you feel so used, you refrain from acknowledging the way that *you* use.
i take you in.
your hands.
your smile.
your eyes.
It's hard to remember  loving anyone else.
i look at you
your puckered lips
your eyelashes
your scar traced hips
I don't dream of anyone else, awake or asleep.
you love me yearningly.
yet not overwhelmingly.
you love me wholesomely.
You smile at me like you have never seen anyone else.
i have forgotten the sound of your voice
i have miss placed the expressions on your face
i have lost the way your body moved
i remember the pain,
but not the act of loving you
good bye god forsaken ghost,
when i stopped thinking of you is when you escaped me
All that's left in her cold veins
Is what hasn't been excised
She stares off into the crowd
Wondering what it's like
To have a soul.
today i realized that infinities are not about passion between lovers or promises of old but about the never ending truth that we will never belong to each other in all of the infinities and all of their never ending possibilities
(this isn't even a poem it is just rambling thoughts but i hope that's ok)
16
Old enough to bloom...
... too young to touch.


8W
Soul Survivor
So PLEASE. DON'T. I know what it's like to lose innocence too early.
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