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amanda-victoria
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American Love one another, but not make a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. -Kahlil Gibran
She burned through a crowd With a wave so deep It was hard to see clearly. If only she knew how hard it was to breathe She filled my lungs with longing As sure as the moon will rise to meet the night My eyes were captured fireflies Cold lights Not strong enough to emit a warning My sailing heart would crash a thousand times at her shore And as long as the rain keeps falling so will I
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Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 12:52 AM UTC
Fireflies
422 The number of days it's been since we've had a real conversation. Even though there wasn't much talking. 6 The number of days since I last texted you after losing count of the one dollar beers downed effortlessly. 2796 The miles of distance it has taken to get you out of my system. You're almost gone. Unknown The number of times I've sworn you off. Affirmation that "I'm fine" has reached an endless count. 1 The number of people it took to change my heart for good. You were a rose whose thorns left no mercy. 422 The number of days it took for me to realize I've had enough, that you will always forget, and that maybe I should, too.
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 12:39 AM UTC
The closer I get to 22
Your car smelled like the cigarettes you smoke at 3am Wondering how the hell you even got here Or why it even matters Your car smelled like a paradox And before you rolled your windows down I took in one last breath It felt like home But then it got cold and you lit up Thinking it would take your mind off things and it hit me That smokey smell The one that shortens your breaths I felt sick Sick knowing they're the only thing you have They are your home And I'm sorry.
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 12:51 AM UTC
For Tom.
I haven't figured out what's worse Being in a room full of people People I've known my whole life People i love with all that I can give, and feel like another brick in the wall Watching Isolated Feeling out of my body Floating further and further away Or Being alone in my room Not knowing whether i want to Punch a wall Cry uncontrollably Go for a run Run away Scream I'm held captive I haven't figured out which is worse Because in either place I'm still facing my anxiety Alone.
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Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
Where's my serenity.
two years today she's still holding on still pushing. yeah, she slips but I have never known her to not get right back up and two years ago you got back up and you stood so strong I don't know what its like to lose a father, I was so worried, so scared. two whole years and I can picture it like yesterday the irony of it all. that day I said "isn't it weird that we will probably never remember today?" I will never forget. and I will never stop holding you up and I will always be a step behind to catch you when you fall I love you d.
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Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
Rest in peace, Mr. M
You once said "you're a slow kisser" Followed by you making a move and throwing in "remember to kiss faster this time." Knowing you was a constant battle. With your double edged swords, You came flying through with sweet words. Piercing any doubts I had of myself. And then slashing any confidence I built up on your way out. You changed the way I viewed people. I questioned everything, everyone. Every line spewed from a mouth. Endless time has gone by and I finally caught my footing. But once again sweeping me off my feet and Only to return to the mercy of that sword. Last night you said : "I'm in love with her. I really am. I love her. She kisses slowly. Every time I kiss her, I think of you. I don't know where I'd be without her." That one, slashed right through my heart.
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Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 2:46 AM UTC
You Know Exactly What You're Doing.
This isn't a testimony of love, Or a confession of feelings. Because the love I have for you Is the same the tides hold with the moon. I'll push and pull however you need me to. Whatever it takes for you to be happy. But you looked at me as you longed for the sun, And I could see her reflection in your eyes. I could feel you praying for her warmth, aching for her glow. If the moon could cry, I would create new oceans. I'm sorry I can't be her. I can't be your sun. This isn't a testimony of love, Or a confession of feelings. Because my love for you is the same the leaves hold with the seasons. You shower me and I play in your light. Each day gets brighter and our time feels eternal. But then, slowly, You fade. Things change and I hold on for dear life. I don't want to lose you. Your cold. And you've found someone new. I know you'll be back. You always come back. I can't wait forever for rain. I can't keep falling. This isn't a testimony of love. Or a confession of feelings. Because loving you is the same as rereading my favorite book. I still get lost in the pages, But I at least now know where it ends.
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Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 2:17 AM UTC
November
I have seen you once in 365 days. we rarely speak, but I would be lying if I said I haven't thought of you. or gone back three years and set up camp in my mind. retracing our very being I can hear us laughing, see us crying. I can feel those nights spent in silence just me crying. the frustration, anger helpless, anxiety because of how much you meant to me but not I to you. did I ever? I don't think I will ever know. and for how it all changed too quickly for me to grab hold. I spiraled down. and I hit hard. but I still see your smile and I still feel mine. and if we never meet again just know that I may not ever love you but I always will.
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
hey.
Jagged edges , sharp turns and screeching halts. what a build up. impatient for the explosion, yet trudging on. waiting. hoping for that silver lining, a moment to breathe gone too soon heaving, grasping, panting. more turns, and sharper edges. like a lead foot on an open road faster, faster too fast losing control trying to find something to hold on to. someone. but nothing, no one. you scream louder, harder tears pouring. hands clenched heart pounding. there's no stopping. you let it take over. faster, faster. you can see it. too fast. the end of the..
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 10:57 PM UTC
Anxiety
I wish you knew what lies behind these eyes what sort of hidden meaning they behold what they are trying to convey how they scream at you to hear them but know you will never listen asking to break down the walls and fight away the fear to bring me close with every intention of holding on forever more so often these eyes are of a questioning matter and with questions come unwanted answers or none at all the thing that kills is not knowing which is worse these eyes fear rejection but much more the unknown because they do not know and are completely scared that what lies behind these eyes is not what lies behind yours.
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Dec 27, 2012
Dec 27, 2012 at 6:01 PM UTC
Behind your eyes