brittany-e-grant - Hello Poetry

I waited. For months on end I was patient. Understanding and enduring. In hopes that you'll see that its you and I baby. You weren't happy. But you were with me. You weren't sweet. But you were to me. You weren't appreciated. But you were by me. And now, now you are mine. Now we are one. Could I be happier? It wouldn't be possible. This is my bliss.

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Jul 16, 2013

Jul 16, 2013 at 9:47 PM UTC

Hazah.

I waited. For months on end I was patient. Understanding and enduring. In hopes that you'll see that its you and I baby. You weren't happy. But you were with me. You weren't sweet. But you were to me. You weren't appreciated. But you were by me. And now, now you are mine. Now we are one. Could I be happier? It wouldn't be possible. This is my bliss.

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She sat with her coffee in a chipped mug. Thinking about the best moment of her life. Sadly, the only image she could conjure was the one who got away. Happy memories plagued with an unavoidable emptiness. Better to have loved and lost, Than to never have loved at all. But to love and lose, out of anyone's control, is the worst of all.

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May 11, 2013

May 11, 2013 at 11:23 PM UTC

Reflecting

She sat with her coffee in a chipped mug. Thinking about the best moment of her life. Sadly, the only image she could conjure was the one who got away. Happy memories plagued with an unavoidable emptiness. Better to have loved and lost, Than to never have loved at all. But to love and lose, out of anyone's control, is the worst of all.

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The Candle flickered. As did my memories. Both burn hot, dancing around the room. Both sear my eyes when I stare too long. As the lights hit the walls of my room, I see us at the playground at 2 in the morning. As the candle flame jumps, I see the first time you told me you loved me. My heart flickered in time with the fire. When the light fades I see my fears and concerns illuminated. Will I know when to put out the fire?

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Apr 21, 2013

Apr 21, 2013 at 11:32 PM UTC

Candle Love

The Candle flickered. As did my memories. Both burn hot, dancing around the room. Both sear my eyes when I stare too long. As the lights hit the walls of my room, I see us at the playground at 2 in the morning. As the candle flame jumps, I see the first time you told me you loved me. My heart flickered in time with the fire. When the light fades I see my fears and concerns illuminated. Will I know when to put out the fire?

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I'm terrified of being close to you. Your smile. Your laugh. Your hugs. They scare me. Because it's too right. I'm terrified, of loving you. Because I don't want the hurt. Of you leaving me. Like others have. I'm neurotic. Impatient. Moody. I'm a mess. You don't want me. I'm terrified.

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Mar 23, 2013

Mar 23, 2013 at 2:02 PM UTC

I'm Terrified.

I'm terrified of being close to you. Your smile. Your laugh. Your hugs. They scare me. Because it's too right. I'm terrified, of loving you. Because I don't want the hurt. Of you leaving me. Like others have. I'm neurotic. Impatient. Moody. I'm a mess. You don't want me. I'm terrified.

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You deserve so much better, Than the control you face, When you get home. The lack of respect. From her. She mocks your hard work. She has a hold on you. On your life. On our friendship. She is tearing your soul. Apart. You are too beautiful. To let her drown you. Please realize that.

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Mar 4, 2013

Mar 4, 2013 at 10:18 PM UTC

Three

You deserve so much better, Than the control you face, When you get home. The lack of respect. From her. She mocks your hard work. She has a hold on you. On your life. On our friendship. She is tearing your soul. Apart. You are too beautiful. To let her drown you. Please realize that.

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An anger burns around the pages. A flame dancing around paper. It's dangerous. It's lethal. It'll **** me if I let it. And yet, I don't want to fight the temper anymore.

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Mar 3, 2013

Mar 3, 2013 at 12:11 PM UTC

Temper.

An anger burns around the pages. A flame dancing around paper. It's dangerous. It's lethal. It'll **** me if I let it. And yet, I don't want to fight the temper anymore.

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I find it curious, that now when I hear your favorite songs, I can only picture you singing them. Like nobody else's voice compares. And I can't sing along. I can only picture you. In the car. Windows down. Driving us to the park. Singing. Not to me, but to yourself. And that's why it was so beautiful. So meaningful. So innocent.

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Mar 1, 2013

Mar 1, 2013 at 11:38 PM UTC

Two

I find it curious, that now when I hear your favorite songs, I can only picture you singing them. Like nobody else's voice compares. And I can't sing along. I can only picture you. In the car. Windows down. Driving us to the park. Singing. Not to me, but to yourself. And that's why it was so beautiful. So meaningful. So innocent.

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I saw you. Not merely a glance, but I saw you. As more than a being. As a soul. That mirrored mine perfectly. As fate would have it. I could see myself, and you, together.

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Feb 27, 2013

Feb 27, 2013 at 11:41 PM UTC

One

I saw you. Not merely a glance, but I saw you. As more than a being. As a soul. That mirrored mine perfectly. As fate would have it. I could see myself, and you, together.

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Dear Stranger I can’t say I miss you. Because I don’t. I will say That time that we went to the square The band was playing We weren’t listening We sat on the grass And I played with your hair I miss that day I miss the time lost But regrets aren’t important Except the regret Of a friendship lost. Something I desperately miss But not you. You were merely a player In an elaborate game. That I lost.

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Feb 26, 2013

Feb 26, 2013 at 11:38 PM UTC

Dear Stranger

Dear Stranger I can’t say I miss you. Because I don’t. I will say That time that we went to the square The band was playing We weren’t listening We sat on the grass And I played with your hair I miss that day I miss the time lost But regrets aren’t important Except the regret Of a friendship lost. Something I desperately miss But not you. You were merely a player In an elaborate game. That I lost.

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