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Romeo, can't you see? She doesn't deserve you d̶o̶ ̶I̶?̶ She doesn't deserve how you replay your memories of her: How her lips felt upon yours The way the sound of her laughter echoes e̶c̶h̶o̶e̶s̶ e̶c̶h̶o̶e̶s̶ e̶c̶h̶o̶e̶s̶ The way her hand fits yours How your world revolved around her Stop, she isn't yours anymore Romeo, can't you see? She took a part of you when she left Leaving behind shattered pieces of your barely beating heart Can't you see? She is the epitome of a lie Toxic that takes over the blood in your veins Romeo, can't you see? You're killing me Your words like shattered glass upon my bleeding heart Your doubts and insecurities, the sight of your misery, torturing me You are more than enough You deserve more m̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶n̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶g̶i̶v̶e̶ Maybe love wasn't meant for me but it was for you M̶y̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶r̶t̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ Romeo, can't you see? How mesmerizing your smile is How it would light up the whole universe and you wouldn't even notice How the sound of my name rolls off your tongue like honey How I feel the entire zoo in my stomach with just one look How much you're affecting me Can't you see how madly in love I am? C̶a̶n̶’̶t̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶m̶e̶?̶ Romeo, can't you see? I̶’̶d̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶J̶u̶l̶i̶e̶t̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶a̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶r̶t̶b̶e̶a̶t̶.̶
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Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 1:49 PM UTC
aurea
Romeo, Can’t You See?
Romeo, can't you see? She doesn't deserve you d̶o̶ ̶I̶?̶ She doesn't deserve how you replay your memories of her: How her lips felt upon yours The way the sound of her laughter echoes e̶c̶h̶o̶e̶s̶ e̶c̶h̶o̶e̶s̶ e̶c̶h̶o̶e̶s̶ The way her hand fits yours How your world revolved around her Stop, she isn't yours anymore Romeo, can't you see? She took a part of you when she left Leaving behind shattered pieces of your barely beating heart Can't you see? She is the epitome of a lie Toxic that takes over the blood in your veins Romeo, can't you see? You're killing me Your words like shattered glass upon my bleeding heart Your doubts and insecurities, the sight of your misery, torturing me You are more than enough You deserve more m̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶n̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶g̶i̶v̶e̶ Maybe love wasn't meant for me but it was for you M̶y̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶r̶t̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ Romeo, can't you see? How mesmerizing your smile is How it would light up the whole universe and you wouldn't even notice How the sound of my name rolls off your tongue like honey How I feel the entire zoo in my stomach with just one look How much you're affecting me Can't you see how madly in love I am? C̶a̶n̶’̶t̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶m̶e̶?̶ Romeo, can't you see? I̶’̶d̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶J̶u̶l̶i̶e̶t̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶a̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶r̶t̶b̶e̶a̶t̶.̶
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I remember the sound of his thundering footsteps The glass shattering I see my mother's hands shake His loud booming voice filling up the silence My mother, One second, standing The next, sprawled across the marble floors I remember everything, I remember it so vividly, it hurts my head The memory does not want to go I still see it replay with my worn out eyes I still taste the abuse on my tongue I still touch the mirror and see his reflection instead of mine I remember the stories my mother used to tell me Of how she dreamed of "the one" Meeting my father was some kind of twisted fairytale But now, as years passed by, she stares at him Wondering where the hell was the man she once loved I grew up afraid of love- Afraid of what it is capable of, Afraid of myself. Wondering, If I will grow up to be exactly like him Wondering, If one day I will grow to accept the roses and ignore the thorns, Just like my mother did. Questions still arrive in the twisted part of brain As if it is the airport welcoming hundreds of passengers, I ask myself, What do you do when the love you once longed for becomes toxic?
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Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
aurea
Toxic
I remember the sound of his thundering footsteps The glass shattering I see my mother's hands shake His loud booming voice filling up the silence My mother, One second, standing The next, sprawled across the marble floors I remember everything, I remember it so vividly, it hurts my head The memory does not want to go I still see it replay with my worn out eyes I still taste the abuse on my tongue I still touch the mirror and see his reflection instead of mine I remember the stories my mother used to tell me Of how she dreamed of "the one" Meeting my father was some kind of twisted fairytale But now, as years passed by, she stares at him Wondering where the hell was the man she once loved I grew up afraid of love- Afraid of what it is capable of, Afraid of myself. Wondering, If I will grow up to be exactly like him Wondering, If one day I will grow to accept the roses and ignore the thorns, Just like my mother did. Questions still arrive in the twisted part of brain As if it is the airport welcoming hundreds of passengers, I ask myself, What do you do when the love you once longed for becomes toxic?
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