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Lilyharriet
Lilyharriet
25/F/Hertford Writing to help the emotions out
I miss your smile The twinkle in your eyes I miss your warmth The cuddles too I miss your breath on my sensitive skin And your gentle touch I miss your love I miss you
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Feb 16, 2024
Feb 16, 2024 at 6:49 PM UTC
Miss you
You entered and consumed every part of me. My body, heart, soul and mind. So tell me how can anybody ever compare.
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Feb 15, 2024
Feb 15, 2024 at 7:22 PM UTC
With you
Lust, desire and sparks may fade but a true love will last a lifetime. Whether it’s romantic, platonic or familia you’ll always be mine.
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Feb 15, 2024
Feb 15, 2024 at 7:21 PM UTC
Once in a lifetime love
I think the thing that hurt the most are the vision of the future that have blurred from the tears. The hurt that will come when he makes eyes at another girl. The eyes that used to always find me. The thought of him with anyone else has my stomach and heart free falling waiting to shatter and I’m not sure I’m ready for that pain. The biting my tongue to stop the I loves you coming, trying to stop the most easy thing to say. It hurts that he’s there and he always will be but just not in the way I am used to and the not as the one I used to know. The comfort that used to make everything okie starts to sting just a little more. The songs that held promise and security now a painful reminder of what was had. The aftershave that used to smell like home now reminds me that it will never be Do I use the smell to help me sleep or do I wake up wanting him more The underwear he bought only for his eyes is now just another piece of clothing He won’t touch the certain parts of my body that still craves him, he won’t stroke my hair while I sleep or my back while we watch TV. But the thought of anyone else touching the intimate parts of me makes my skin crawl. It wouldn’t be his hands to touch me so I don’t want to be touched at all. It hurts that no one can or will compare to him and what’s worse is that I love him and I probably always will. He said I love you millions, his millions ran out, whilst I was still in the middle of mine. And now I’m left finishing the countdown on my own
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Feb 15, 2024
Feb 15, 2024 at 7:18 PM UTC
Never ending love
I think the thing that hurt the most are the vision of the future that have blurred from the tears. The hurt that will come when he makes eyes at another girl. The eyes that used to always find me. The thought of him with anyone else has my stomach and heart free falling waiting to shatter and I’m not sure I’m ready for that pain. The biting my tongue to stop the I loves you coming, trying to stop the most easy thing to say. It hurts that he’s there and he always will be but just not in the way I am used to and the not as the one I used to know. The comfort that used to make everything okie starts to sting just a little more. The songs that held promise and security now a painful reminder of what was had. The aftershave that used to smell like home now reminds me that it will never be Do I use the smell to help me sleep or do I wake up wanting him more The underwear he bought only for his eyes is now just another piece of clothing He won’t touch the certain parts of my body that still craves him, he won’t stroke my hair while I sleep or my back while we watch TV. But the thought of anyone else touching the intimate parts of me makes my skin crawl. It wouldn’t be his hands to touch me so I don’t want to be touched at all. It hurts that no one can or will compare to him and what’s worse is that I love him and I probably always will. He said I love you millions, his millions ran out, whilst I was still in the middle of mine. And now I’m left finishing the countdown on my own
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Living off caffeine and anxiety Filling the days with films, books and games just to watch the time slowly tick by. Nothing can quite fill the attention and mind. There is nothing to break up these endless days running one into another. Going with the flow without going anywhere Taking it easy with no need to relax Plans of summer disappear with every flick of the remote Netflix stings with the taunting of life outside Stories are captivating, but there are only so many pages to turn. But the albums on repeat represent the lockdown we are in, they always end eventually
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Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 10:55 AM UTC
Lockdown Recipe
I get insecure, you've had the lookers the models then me. You've been with the successful the **** and the best, then me. I know I'm not all that I worry about that I worry about how I look and what i'm like I overthink and get scared For I know you can do better I'm the take it or leave it kind of person and everyone will always choose to leave I doubt every thought of myself I doubt every action I do The only time the thinking and the doubting and time passing us by stops Is when your lips are pressed into mine when you hand holds mine When your arms wrap around me and hold me tight When my duvet wraps around your head and shapes your face and our random conversations I love each and every crazy second with you but I wish these thoughts didn't ruin the moment And I hope more than anything it doesn't taint how much I love you This is me and all I am I'm a take it or leave it kinda person and I really hope you'll stay
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Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 5:23 AM UTC
This is me
The hugs The kisses Overwhelm and melt me The friends and family which I can't talk to The tears The razors become a comfort The feelings and the fights are too heavy to bare I can't do this you suffocate me
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 6:42 AM UTC
Suffocation
Maybe my mum did raise a fool, maybe I fell for the first, maybe I fell for the hurt, maybe I fell for the fool. Maybe that hurt, maybe that scarred me, maybe, just maybe that changed me. Maybe I can't say the three little words everyone wants to hear, Maybe I can't bring myself to feel the positive emotions. Maybe I can't feel any positive emotions. Maybe I'm not the girl I made out to be Maybe you aren't the person I originally thought you were. Maybe just maybe this doesn't stand a chance. Maybe I'm not worth it But just this once maybe I'm wrong
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
Maybe
I chose you. I pick your thunder; I want rain over anyone’s sunshine any day. I need you. But you have a fragile core and shy away from conversation. I need your warmth, but you fade out away from the natural beauty of human touch. Like a flame dissolves in rain, you dissolve from my grasp. Whenever I get near, you retreat further than before. Your own wants desires and fears keep you up at night and locked away from friendships, but the loneliness is silent and suffocating. Your breath tickles my ear and ignites me all over, the twinkle in your lazy bright eyes contract my muscles so I can do nothing but stare. Your smile sets mine off till we’re both grinning like fools. When I blink I no longer smile, but ache. I stare at the thin air because I feel hollow, empty and cold and no longer loved. I feel cool because with your absences took my warmth and happiness.
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
Untitled
The kisses you trailed down my wrists have become scars. The warmth you made me feel has never felt colder and the memories have never been so painful. They have become nightmares and love has become agony. You were on top of the world whereas you were mine. You were acting; I wasn't. I was hurt and you just lied. You are a walking contradiction and I'm caught in the middle
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May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 8:34 AM UTC
Contradiction