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annie-rose17
annie-rose17
"Our lives are built on our mistakes as much as our successes." / - Ellis Grey on Grey's Anatomy
im over it. please stop haunting my mind. when im happy. when im sad. when im angry. when im feeling. please stop. when im trying to sleep after a long day, week, month. you appear yet arent here. so please go away. and stay away. - i miss you and i hate it*
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Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 3:17 AM UTC
stop
sitting in my closet is one of my last memories of you. ratty, beaten jacket and it smells like you. of the better days. of walking hand in hand of laughing shamelessly of exploring, eating, kissing. of the worst days. of throwing our hands up of crying hopelessly of hiding, screaming, cursing. it smells of you, my home. it smells of you, my lover. it smells of you, that jacket, my jacket which wraps me up in so much love and too much pain. you. are. gone. yet trapped in the seams of fabric.
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Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 5:20 AM UTC
jacket
hold on to me our adventures our jokes our dreams our future every time i close my eyes i see yours staring back at me as i said goodbye to our plans our fights our nightmares our future swelling of my heart as i say to please hold on to me [loneliness or routine] just say you are still there to hold me.
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Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 4:55 AM UTC
hold on to me
fingertips gently touching heartbeats syncing to one breaths of laughter, lust, anger now I sit here, alone coffee mug sharing fighting over the remote off-key screaming to songs on the radio now I sit here, alone hugging from behind stealing of hats and sweatshirts your scent, your voice, your warmth now I sit here, alone
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Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 10:51 PM UTC
memories
my favorite season has arrived. standing outside in the sunlight, feeling the cool breeze    slip through my fingers,       weave in and out of my hair,          and twirl me around like the falling leaves. standing inside in the firelight, absorbing the smell of the    cinnamon, and the       roasted potatoes, and the          hot chocolate and coffee and tea. true happiness has taken its place, and i finally feel the joy.
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 10:46 AM UTC
autumn
He threw candy at me. I whirled around, annoyed. He laughed that singsong laugh. I couldn't help but laugh too. Rules and regulations tied our hands back. Do not touch. Do not look. Do not kiss. First date? "Yes, but do not kiss and do not touch," Mom demanded, solemn look in her eyes. "Mom, he's a good guy. I know him. I really like him. We won't kiss, I promise, but please know that I trust him." I grabbed his hand first. He hugged me from behind. We danced and sang in public. We were a beautiful mess. But awry things went. Heartbreak. Fighting. Silence. Hate. "No." A kiss on my cheek turned to five. I told him, "No." He pushed himself as if I said nothing at all until I had too much. "Enough!" It wasn't the rules and regulations. It was my heart and my feelings. Something was wrong, and I didn't want the touching and the kissing and the hugging and... He. hurt. me. I trusted him. He. lied. to. me. practically all the time. Should I have loved him? I could've loved him. I almost loved him. He said I love you. I didn't believe it. He said "Stay." Commanded. Demanded. As if I was under his control. Bitterly laughing, I guaranteed him I won't. His eyes turned dark, but his voice continued pleading, "Are you sure? Please, baby, come back to me. You are my everything." Deep in those eyes lied the truth, and I knew this was not what love felt like. "No." **** you," he said, seething anger laced his once-sweet voice. **** it. If you want to go-" I nodded, "Yes." He said bye. So did I. 'Twas the end.
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 10:37 AM UTC
first
He threw candy at me. I whirled around, annoyed. He laughed that singsong laugh. I couldn't help but laugh too. Rules and regulations tied our hands back. Do not touch. Do not look. Do not kiss. First date? "Yes, but do not kiss and do not touch," Mom demanded, solemn look in her eyes. "Mom, he's a good guy. I know him. I really like him. We won't kiss, I promise, but please know that I trust him." I grabbed his hand first. He hugged me from behind. We danced and sang in public. We were a beautiful mess. But awry things went. Heartbreak. Fighting. Silence. Hate. "No." A kiss on my cheek turned to five. I told him, "No." He pushed himself as if I said nothing at all until I had too much. "Enough!" It wasn't the rules and regulations. It was my heart and my feelings. Something was wrong, and I didn't want the touching and the kissing and the hugging and... He. hurt. me. I trusted him. He. lied. to. me. practically all the time. Should I have loved him? I could've loved him. I almost loved him. He said I love you. I didn't believe it. He said "Stay." Commanded. Demanded. As if I was under his control. Bitterly laughing, I guaranteed him I won't. His eyes turned dark, but his voice continued pleading, "Are you sure? Please, baby, come back to me. You are my everything." Deep in those eyes lied the truth, and I knew this was not what love felt like. "No." **** you," he said, seething anger laced his once-sweet voice. **** it. If you want to go-" I nodded, "Yes." He said bye. So did I. 'Twas the end.
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There's something about the way you dress, the way you talk, the way you laugh, and the way you walk. There's something about the way you smile that makes my heart run miles. There's something about the way you tease me that pleases me to no end. There's something about you that I love. And that's everything.
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC
something about you
the one who you trusted the one who you told your secrets to the one who you loved broke your heart in a flash with just a few words all of those happy moments down the drain all of those promises are gone vanished like a winter storm now it's just another day every single ounce of us was broken with the lack of trust
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 10:45 PM UTC
trust
why am i missing him? it's only been a day. what am i doing? i should be staying away. he left you remember? oh how i hope it was fake. where is my smile? it was wiped off of my face. why aren't you happy? i was earlier today. why aren't you now? i've been missing him too great. what do you want? i want him to stay. but why is that? i can't say.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC
missing him
Forget his name Forget his face Forget his kiss His warm embrace Forget the love that you once knew Remember that he has someone new Forget him when they played your song Remember him when you cry all night long Forget how close you once were Remember its someone else he perfers Forget how you memerized his walk Forget how you love to hear him talk Forget the things he use to say Remember that he has gone away Forget his laugh Forget his smile Forget that he stayed awhile Forget the way he held you tight Remember that hes not alone tonight Forget the time he loved you still Forget he said he always will Forget he said he'll leave you never Remember the fact, hes gone forever
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
Forget