athf_ - Hello Poetry

Just tell me how, how to tell someone how much they mean to you? With all the letters in the alphabeth, and the words in every book, I can't even come close. You're so much more than the sun, the moon and the stars. More than the grass, the oceans and the sky. So much more than just a reason to wake up and look up. Much more than the blood in my veins and the cells in my brain. More than the smell of rain, and more than the mess that is my room. You are so much more than every book I read, coffee I drink or day I live. You're everything that keeps me going, and I want to let you know how much you mean but... But just tell me how? How to tell someone how much they mean to you? Because I need you to know.

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athf_

Nov 23, 2017

Nov 23, 2017 at 11:21 PM UTC

Floorjames

Because I need you to know

Just tell me how, how to tell someone how much they mean to you? With all the letters in the alphabeth, and the words in every book, I can't even come close. You're so much more than the sun, the moon and the stars. More than the grass, the oceans and the sky. So much more than just a reason to wake up and look up. Much more than the blood in my veins and the cells in my brain. More than the smell of rain, and more than the mess that is my room. You are so much more than every book I read, coffee I drink or day I live. You're everything that keeps me going, and I want to let you know how much you mean but... But just tell me how? How to tell someone how much they mean to you? Because I need you to know.

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here’s my goodbye note to you i thought you were my ray of sunshine but all you saw in me was the color blue.

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athf_

Nov 10, 2017

Nov 10, 2017 at 1:46 AM UTC

tanjiln

so long

here’s my goodbye note to you i thought you were my ray of sunshine but all you saw in me was the color blue.

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I'd pick your storm I'd pick your rain Over anyone's sunshine Any day

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Nov 8, 2017

Nov 8, 2017 at 10:29 PM UTC

athf_

For You

I'd pick your storm I'd pick your rain Over anyone's sunshine Any day

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If this is what you wanted Then I won’t make it hard You’re meant to heal my wounds But if you leave this heart behind Lost in the woods alone In the middle of the wild I might not survive here Making you the evil I wouldn’t want you to be Why is everything complicated? Let the air pass freely Into your lungs Breathe it calmly and relaxed

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athf_

Nov 8, 2017

Nov 8, 2017 at 4:48 AM UTC

maneomsy

Trouble Leaving

If this is what you wanted Then I won’t make it hard You’re meant to heal my wounds But if you leave this heart behind Lost in the woods alone In the middle of the wild I might not survive here Making you the evil I wouldn’t want you to be Why is everything complicated? Let the air pass freely Into your lungs Breathe it calmly and relaxed

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. *Links in the chemist chain laced in a double helix defy the laws of the universe, and the atavistic resurgence creates isotopes of dream passion. Elements conspire in panic with a symmetry of casual chaos that mimics an atomic bomb, destroying its own creator in a cruel parody of birth paradox. Arresting the Iris of Dissolution with cuffed anxiety drowning in a pond of helium ore, carelessly drifting on acid flesh, coagulating in a soup of memory.* And the paradigm shifts again, reality unfocussed clears, strains, revealing your shuddering form, next to me, keeping me warm. Lids flicker and you open your eyes, shining, smiling in cute surprise. Moving my finger up to my lips whilst I gently untangle our hips. *Do you remember this night? Last night, tonight, tomorrow night? Time begins to slowly rewind, on the night you blew my mind.* My essence is filled with your heart, a love I have yet to discover. Whilst you wander between the stars, my universe starts to recover. So please don't break this silence now. Please don't shatter this moment long, I want this post ****** memory to remain in the morning when you have gone. © Pagan Paul (04/11/17)

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athf_

Nov 6, 2017

Nov 6, 2017 at 3:48 AM UTC

PaganPaul

Love Remains Elusive

. *Links in the chemist chain laced in a double helix defy the laws of the universe, and the atavistic resurgence creates isotopes of dream passion. Elements conspire in panic with a symmetry of casual chaos that mimics an atomic bomb, destroying its own creator in a cruel parody of birth paradox. Arresting the Iris of Dissolution with cuffed anxiety drowning in a pond of helium ore, carelessly drifting on acid flesh, coagulating in a soup of memory.* And the paradigm shifts again, reality unfocussed clears, strains, revealing your shuddering form, next to me, keeping me warm. Lids flicker and you open your eyes, shining, smiling in cute surprise. Moving my finger up to my lips whilst I gently untangle our hips. *Do you remember this night? Last night, tonight, tomorrow night? Time begins to slowly rewind, on the night you blew my mind.* My essence is filled with your heart, a love I have yet to discover. Whilst you wander between the stars, my universe starts to recover. So please don't break this silence now. Please don't shatter this moment long, I want this post ****** memory to remain in the morning when you have gone. © Pagan Paul (04/11/17)

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My heart long for something that can fit its broken pieces so it can be whole again. My Mind told My Heart, for what? there's nothing can ever fit perfectly. My Heart said, indeed there's nothing perfect ever but with understanding and compromising it eventually be. My Mind said, and what after all that it still won't fit and left you with even more broken pieces. My heart said, let it be for at least i tried. Let it feel whatever it wants because if nothing ever perfect, nothing ever last forever.

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Sep 26, 2017

Sep 26, 2017 at 5:58 AM UTC

athf_

Mind and Heart

My heart long for something that can fit its broken pieces so it can be whole again. My Mind told My Heart, for what? there's nothing can ever fit perfectly. My Heart said, indeed there's nothing perfect ever but with understanding and compromising it eventually be. My Mind said, and what after all that it still won't fit and left you with even more broken pieces. My heart said, let it be for at least i tried. Let it feel whatever it wants because if nothing ever perfect, nothing ever last forever.

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The Feeling that just can't let you go.. The Feeling like there are no one but you. The Feeling that being with you, around you, somehow, just perfect. The Feeling that our imperfections was what made us perfect..

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Jul 25, 2017

Jul 25, 2017 at 5:38 AM UTC

athf_

The Feeling

The Feeling that just can't let you go.. The Feeling like there are no one but you. The Feeling that being with you, around you, somehow, just perfect. The Feeling that our imperfections was what made us perfect..

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I saw two butterfly flying side by side when all I can do is watching. I think why those butterflies flying around in joy when all I can do is watching? why? I wanna fly too. fly straight to your arms. hold me until I feel there's no use for flying because your arms is enough to make me believe I'm already flying

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Aug 25, 2016

Aug 25, 2016 at 7:01 AM UTC

athf_

Untitled

I saw two butterfly flying side by side when all I can do is watching. I think why those butterflies flying around in joy when all I can do is watching? why? I wanna fly too. fly straight to your arms. hold me until I feel there's no use for flying because your arms is enough to make me believe I'm already flying

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He is funny. But we can see our differences. I am funny, sort of. But, somehow our funniness doesn't match. he is kind, well behaved, everyone likes him. But I don't know how I feel about him. He is indeed interesting and exciting, fascinating. But, I could not just let go and yet he is beyond my reach. I am weird, maybe, and not in the good way.

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Aug 25, 2016

Aug 25, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC

athf_

He

He is funny. But we can see our differences. I am funny, sort of. But, somehow our funniness doesn't match. he is kind, well behaved, everyone likes him. But I don't know how I feel about him. He is indeed interesting and exciting, fascinating. But, I could not just let go and yet he is beyond my reach. I am weird, maybe, and not in the good way.

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