Iloveyougenny - Hello Poetry

The thing about poetry is that people use it as an escape A safe place to write out their feelings, their thoughts, their life experiences Things that should be kept secret Things that should be kept safe But they allow so many other people to access those poems that those experiences that should be kept secret are now completely exposed for anyone to see I could put myself into that moment Moments I don't want to be anywhere ******* near Moments I shouldn't have ever learned about Unable to get them out of my head Your words on replay mocha hazel and so much ******* *** I have my notes High school styled love letters at best But at least you don't have to read about my past *** life

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Mar 28, 2017

Mar 28, 2017 at 1:18 AM UTC

Poems

The thing about poetry is that people use it as an escape A safe place to write out their feelings, their thoughts, their life experiences Things that should be kept secret Things that should be kept safe But they allow so many other people to access those poems that those experiences that should be kept secret are now completely exposed for anyone to see I could put myself into that moment Moments I don't want to be anywhere ******* near Moments I shouldn't have ever learned about Unable to get them out of my head Your words on replay mocha hazel and so much ******* *** I have my notes High school styled love letters at best But at least you don't have to read about my past *** life

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We're both going through withdrawals It's **** It's harder than ever before Because not only do we have the now 'normal' **** to deal with The hundreds of miles separating us Playing phone tag (I hate that ******* game) Swiping through phone albums of saved screenshots Trying so hard to keep your face vibrant and alive in my day dreams But we now have our bodies against us You're a **** -ted to nicotine I'm not But I get it I understand the **** this week is dragging you through These last 3 days have made you angry angsty and anxious I know you don't want to be I know it won't go away over night But I know it's worth it. It is so ******* worth any phone conversation cut short Any borderline emotional breakdowns Any urge to throw **** off the balcony Or scream at harmless birds To know that our grown up lives won't be cut short

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Aug 17, 2016

Aug 17, 2016 at 8:12 PM UTC

Addicts.

We're both going through withdrawals It's **** It's harder than ever before Because not only do we have the now 'normal' **** to deal with The hundreds of miles separating us Playing phone tag (I hate that ******* game) Swiping through phone albums of saved screenshots Trying so hard to keep your face vibrant and alive in my day dreams But we now have our bodies against us You're a **** -ted to nicotine I'm not But I get it I understand the **** this week is dragging you through These last 3 days have made you angry angsty and anxious I know you don't want to be I know it won't go away over night But I know it's worth it. It is so ******* worth any phone conversation cut short Any borderline emotional breakdowns Any urge to throw **** off the balcony Or scream at harmless birds To know that our grown up lives won't be cut short

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she's mad because no one knew it was her birthday she lives right next door so they're whispering (and not doing a good job of that) maybe if she was a better friend then that wouldn't happen I try to escape it but they follow me into the bathroom Now they're talking about her *** life Asking me for intel Just to find more things about her to **** on why do they sleep with the door open? *do they even have *** I ignore them I'm done with the gossiping The **** talking behind backs but playing nice as soon as they turn around They know that but they can't stop themselves from asking What they don't know Is that the girl living next to me the bad friend that they're so ******* interested in Is having one of the worst summers of her life They don't know that she broke up with her boyfriend 4 days ago she spent her birthday living in the same room as her now ex boyfriend No one sang to her No one made her a cake No one gave a **** It was just a normal day

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Jul 18, 2016

Jul 18, 2016 at 11:36 PM UTC

No one likes you when you're 24

she's mad because no one knew it was her birthday she lives right next door so they're whispering (and not doing a good job of that) maybe if she was a better friend then that wouldn't happen I try to escape it but they follow me into the bathroom Now they're talking about her *** life Asking me for intel Just to find more things about her to **** on why do they sleep with the door open? *do they even have *** I ignore them I'm done with the gossiping The **** talking behind backs but playing nice as soon as they turn around They know that but they can't stop themselves from asking What they don't know Is that the girl living next to me the bad friend that they're so ******* interested in Is having one of the worst summers of her life They don't know that she broke up with her boyfriend 4 days ago she spent her birthday living in the same room as her now ex boyfriend No one sang to her No one made her a cake No one gave a **** It was just a normal day

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We have a song now It's completely random and 30 years older than we are Neither of us really know it But we danced to it on a beach under an almost full moon So even though it's cliche It's our song I'm laying here in your jacket you left me Cologne and cigarettes still lingering I'm at 97% data usage but I'm downloading our song It'll probably make me cry But it'll take me back to that night on the beach

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Jul 18, 2016

Jul 18, 2016 at 3:07 PM UTC

Worth it.

We have a song now It's completely random and 30 years older than we are Neither of us really know it But we danced to it on a beach under an almost full moon So even though it's cliche It's our song I'm laying here in your jacket you left me Cologne and cigarettes still lingering I'm at 97% data usage but I'm downloading our song It'll probably make me cry But it'll take me back to that night on the beach

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He keeps me in a glass case Shows me off all over town Calls me his so no one else can Brings me home whenever he can But he never plays with me Why does he never play with me? Hateful and hurt emotions wrestling They're keeping me up tonight The glow of my phone on my face He knows something's wrong Why won't he ask me what's wrong? He talks to me like I'm his little sister He mocks me for studying what I love He calls me a hippie because I care too much He thinks my dreams are immature He says I'm perfect but I'm not his perfect

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Jul 17, 2016

Jul 17, 2016 at 4:27 AM UTC

**** him.

He keeps me in a glass case Shows me off all over town Calls me his so no one else can Brings me home whenever he can But he never plays with me Why does he never play with me? Hateful and hurt emotions wrestling They're keeping me up tonight The glow of my phone on my face He knows something's wrong Why won't he ask me what's wrong? He talks to me like I'm his little sister He mocks me for studying what I love He calls me a hippie because I care too much He thinks my dreams are immature He says I'm perfect but I'm not his perfect

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I'm surrounded by hippies self proclaimed hippies I should add Because if they were real hippies They would understand How to love people, and nature, and ******* everything I'm not surrounded by real hippies I'm surrounded by people craving excitement Not because of the beautiful adventure available in the excitement of life But because of the fear of being alone However, its in my loneliest moments Spent texting or snapchatting or on two hour long phone calls that I feel more alive than ever I smile more than I have all day And not the same fake smile I have at work That smile that I have to wear cause honestly, my job depends on it No, not that ******* smile Its the smile that you hear through the phone The one that holds the true happiness I feel when I talk to you The one you love so much that you've written about it in so many of your poems It's the smile you'll see when you kiss me on the cheek in the morning I'll wear it when I'm making you breakfast You'll see it for hours spent rolling around in our sheets God, you'll probably get sick of me always wearing that smile Just know that the smile you see Showing on my mouth but truly radiating from my eyes Is the product of a girl so head over heels in love With you

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Jul 8, 2016

Jul 8, 2016 at 2:52 AM UTC

Untitled

I'm surrounded by hippies self proclaimed hippies I should add Because if they were real hippies They would understand How to love people, and nature, and ******* everything I'm not surrounded by real hippies I'm surrounded by people craving excitement Not because of the beautiful adventure available in the excitement of life But because of the fear of being alone However, its in my loneliest moments Spent texting or snapchatting or on two hour long phone calls that I feel more alive than ever I smile more than I have all day And not the same fake smile I have at work That smile that I have to wear cause honestly, my job depends on it No, not that ******* smile Its the smile that you hear through the phone The one that holds the true happiness I feel when I talk to you The one you love so much that you've written about it in so many of your poems It's the smile you'll see when you kiss me on the cheek in the morning I'll wear it when I'm making you breakfast You'll see it for hours spent rolling around in our sheets God, you'll probably get sick of me always wearing that smile Just know that the smile you see Showing on my mouth but truly radiating from my eyes Is the product of a girl so head over heels in love With you

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There are some people in this world who like to climb ladders. The ladders that take you to the parties, and to the boats, and to the social event of the night There are some people in this world who are thrown onto the ladders. We are the people who fly on the dance floor, who sleep out of want, not necessity, and are often confused with sadness, loneliness, depression. Only because our absence is noted So that the next time we feel like climbing that ladder It has suddenly disappeared. Absent. and that dance floor that you once flew on is suddenly crowded with people on stilts, too tall to dance with, and uninterested in things under them. But I don't want that ******* ladder. The only climbing I want to do is with my babe, on fake colored rocks in overcrowded gyms I want to climb up that wall harnessed onto you Not hanging on your hip, or holding on your arm climbing to a never ending plateau, just trying to keep up with our friends I want to dance on that dance floor with you and laugh at the people above us trying to balance on their oh so fragile stilts that they worked so hard to get While we continue to love each other so fiercely that we end up higher than they could ever be

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Jul 7, 2016

Jul 7, 2016 at 8:21 PM UTC

The Climb

There are some people in this world who like to climb ladders. The ladders that take you to the parties, and to the boats, and to the social event of the night There are some people in this world who are thrown onto the ladders. We are the people who fly on the dance floor, who sleep out of want, not necessity, and are often confused with sadness, loneliness, depression. Only because our absence is noted So that the next time we feel like climbing that ladder It has suddenly disappeared. Absent. and that dance floor that you once flew on is suddenly crowded with people on stilts, too tall to dance with, and uninterested in things under them. But I don't want that ******* ladder. The only climbing I want to do is with my babe, on fake colored rocks in overcrowded gyms I want to climb up that wall harnessed onto you Not hanging on your hip, or holding on your arm climbing to a never ending plateau, just trying to keep up with our friends I want to dance on that dance floor with you and laugh at the people above us trying to balance on their oh so fragile stilts that they worked so hard to get While we continue to love each other so fiercely that we end up higher than they could ever be

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My mind is in a constant dream I used to dream of adventures Solo adventures Traveling the world Living free Loving myself first Nature second And maybe then a guy On the occasional lonely night Then I fell for you and you changed everything I can no longer dream of anything without you My mind works you into each new dream I have Thailand I guess a travel buddy would be pretty fun Boathouse Living with our best friend is going to be dope Backpacking Central America We have a lot of shopping to do babe... Adventure after adventure with you I want to do go see everything with you My mind is in a constant dream But it's different now My dreams your dreams are slowly becoming our dreams

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Jun 25, 2016

Jun 25, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC

These Words

My mind is in a constant dream I used to dream of adventures Solo adventures Traveling the world Living free Loving myself first Nature second And maybe then a guy On the occasional lonely night Then I fell for you and you changed everything I can no longer dream of anything without you My mind works you into each new dream I have Thailand I guess a travel buddy would be pretty fun Boathouse Living with our best friend is going to be dope Backpacking Central America We have a lot of shopping to do babe... Adventure after adventure with you I want to do go see everything with you My mind is in a constant dream But it's different now My dreams your dreams are slowly becoming our dreams

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