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caytlin-rae
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I never believed in love at first sight Because I had never had The privilege To meet someone Like you. It’s difficult to try to voice The way that you make me feel, But I guess It’s somewhere between Laughing until my face is numb And Snuggling on a winter morning. What I’m trying to say Is that you are amazing Because you have undone the knots Filled in the blanks Put together the puzzle And completed the person that I am today. I love you more With each breath I take.
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
Each Breath
A sky of stars and galaxies Reflects itself in my mind, And for a moment, I wish that I could capture That view through a man made lens So I could share it with you. That's what missing you feels like-- Like there is so much in my head But no way to show it. No way to send you a virtual kiss, Or take a picture to tell you What I am thinking. My surroundings are vast and I am small, But let me tell you this: You are somewhere between A mortal and a miracle, And I find you in the stars Because you don't belong Among the humans. That's the way I look at you-- My own personal Galaxy That wraps me up In a warm blanket of stars. We may be apart, But my heart lies wherever you are.
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC
Galaxy
I wonder what you’re Looking at When you’re Looking at Me. Because when I look at you, I look at the world in one person, Spinning around Rotating in my mind As if nothing else matters. When I look at you, I see nervous hands And anxious smiles From our awkward first date, A quiet boy with not A whole lot to say Yet. I look at confidence, Yours and mine, Because you tell me I am beautiful Each and every day. I look at a smile Forming on your lips, Subconsciously, Resting on your Strong jawline. I look at eyes… Ocean blue That I drown in for hours, The kind of drowning That I don’t want To be Saved from. Ocean eyes Rocking me slowly To sleep. I look at cuddling, Late at night, (Because you always fall asleep first) And the way you grind your teeth While you sleep. I look at hands, Rough and calloused, Holding mine tight. Rubbing thumbs Absentmindedly. And you have no idea How wonderful That feels. I look at kisses… The kind that make My Heart Stop Beating Momentarily, Because you take my breath away. I look at laughter, Full and goofy, Throwing your head back And squirming around While I tickle your sides, And you tickle my heart. I look at comfort. The kind that’s hard to find, Because you always know When something is wrong, Sometimes before I do. You hold me tight in your arms, And everything Will be Okay. I look at the future Because this time, I know it’s real, And I know You Are the one that is Meant to walk this Journey alongside Me. And now, I wonder what you’re Looking at When you’re Looking at Me.
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
When You're Looking at Me
I wonder what you’re Looking at When you’re Looking at Me. Because when I look at you, I look at the world in one person, Spinning around Rotating in my mind As if nothing else matters. When I look at you, I see nervous hands And anxious smiles From our awkward first date, A quiet boy with not A whole lot to say Yet. I look at confidence, Yours and mine, Because you tell me I am beautiful Each and every day. I look at a smile Forming on your lips, Subconsciously, Resting on your Strong jawline. I look at eyes… Ocean blue That I drown in for hours, The kind of drowning That I don’t want To be Saved from. Ocean eyes Rocking me slowly To sleep. I look at cuddling, Late at night, (Because you always fall asleep first) And the way you grind your teeth While you sleep. I look at hands, Rough and calloused, Holding mine tight. Rubbing thumbs Absentmindedly. And you have no idea How wonderful That feels. I look at kisses… The kind that make My Heart Stop Beating Momentarily, Because you take my breath away. I look at laughter, Full and goofy, Throwing your head back And squirming around While I tickle your sides, And you tickle my heart. I look at comfort. The kind that’s hard to find, Because you always know When something is wrong, Sometimes before I do. You hold me tight in your arms, And everything Will be Okay. I look at the future Because this time, I know it’s real, And I know You Are the one that is Meant to walk this Journey alongside Me. And now, I wonder what you’re Looking at When you’re Looking at Me.
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Three words Two hearts One scared girl. Afraid to fall Afraid to let go Afraid to love. One boy Who makes it easy... I'm learning to love again. Because each time you look at me, I fall a little more... Because each time you kiss me, I fall a little more... Because each time you hold me, I fall a little more... And I think this is it, I've fallen for the boy With the deep blue eyes And the deeper soul. The one who takes my heart By taking my hand, And gives me the kind of butterflies That don't go away. The one who replaced a doubtful heart With love Love Love... But how is it possible, How can I feel this way After 3 short weeks? Is it the way you hold me close While you are fast asleep, Clinging to me, Like you think I would leave you? Or the way your heart beats fast Whenever I am near you, Making my chest rise and fall Quickly just like yours? Do I feel this way Because I have to catch my breath, Whenever you look in my eyes? Your eyes. That's it. They are where I see it, And I know in my heart That you feel the same. So maybe I have the courage to say it, Because it is the truth, I love you.
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC
Three Tough Words
I never knew honesty Until the strands in your eyes Held my pupils like a promise, Shades of blue I didn't know existed Wrapping me in trust and hope. Light blue, telling me you're real, That I can trust you, That your intentions are pure, You're carefree, Independent. Dark blue, Telling me there is a deeper story, Secrets I haven't uncovered But will, with time. You've been hurt, But you are so strong because of it. Soft blue, Telling me you are here for me, And I'm the only one. Though you haven't spoken it yet, These eyes tell me you love me, And make my heart melt for you. Burning blue, Intense and hungry, When your lips intertwine with mine, Your arms hold me tight, I feel your need You feel mine. Sky blue, When you are happy, Smiling and laughing, Joking around When we make fun of each other. Your eyes are the windows to you, Your heart, your mind, your soul, And I feel honored knowing That I am the one who gets to see them.
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
The Shades of Your Eyes
I have never quite understood it, But every now and then, A smile that is very rare appears on your face. I doubt you even realize it. It creeps out when you sing in the car. When you are proud. When you hold a volleyball in your fingertips. When you look at the mountains. And I wish there was a way for me to capture that. You don't know the pride I have in you, My little sister, When you grin like the world Does not control your mouth. I want you to know you can smile. You have every right. Let your eyes be the sunshine, Let your lips paint the canvas In shades of yellow, pink, and orange. Stretch your arms out wide so you can Welcome each soul with kindness, Because I know that's who you are. I know this because I am her, too, The girl with stars in her eyes And her heart on her sleeve. And let me tell you, There is not a better place to wear it, Because the pain that comes with it Is so worth the beauty that follows. Because the people that break your heart Will always be followed by the ones That have been picking up the pieces So they could return them to you. All of me wishes you knew your inner beauty. Of course you are gorgeous outside, as well, But dig deep, Shovel down in to your soul until you see the gem. And I cannot believe you do not already, Because you shine so brightly That even the moon pales in comparison. Karena, you are compassionate. You feel things that people overpass; You are the definition of a "friend." Forgive, forgive, forgive... Because you do not have time to hate. Holding grudges is not your style; And although I do not always think it's wise, I admire you very much for that. You see the good in others. Thank you For seeing the good in me. Remember, forever and always, That I love you. I'm always your biggest fan. We've been through it all together, And that will never change. Don't lose the spark in your eyes, Or the warmth in your heart. Keep being spunky and opinionated. You are a fire, a ball of life, And isn't it wonderful That while some merely Exist, You are truly Alive. And please-- Never Stop Smiling.
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
My Sister's Smile
I have never quite understood it, But every now and then, A smile that is very rare appears on your face. I doubt you even realize it. It creeps out when you sing in the car. When you are proud. When you hold a volleyball in your fingertips. When you look at the mountains. And I wish there was a way for me to capture that. You don't know the pride I have in you, My little sister, When you grin like the world Does not control your mouth. I want you to know you can smile. You have every right. Let your eyes be the sunshine, Let your lips paint the canvas In shades of yellow, pink, and orange. Stretch your arms out wide so you can Welcome each soul with kindness, Because I know that's who you are. I know this because I am her, too, The girl with stars in her eyes And her heart on her sleeve. And let me tell you, There is not a better place to wear it, Because the pain that comes with it Is so worth the beauty that follows. Because the people that break your heart Will always be followed by the ones That have been picking up the pieces So they could return them to you. All of me wishes you knew your inner beauty. Of course you are gorgeous outside, as well, But dig deep, Shovel down in to your soul until you see the gem. And I cannot believe you do not already, Because you shine so brightly That even the moon pales in comparison. Karena, you are compassionate. You feel things that people overpass; You are the definition of a "friend." Forgive, forgive, forgive... Because you do not have time to hate. Holding grudges is not your style; And although I do not always think it's wise, I admire you very much for that. You see the good in others. Thank you For seeing the good in me. Remember, forever and always, That I love you. I'm always your biggest fan. We've been through it all together, And that will never change. Don't lose the spark in your eyes, Or the warmth in your heart. Keep being spunky and opinionated. You are a fire, a ball of life, And isn't it wonderful That while some merely Exist, You are truly Alive. And please-- Never Stop Smiling.
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February, It’s been a year. I wait, but why, You’re still not here. I knew you once, But never again, So please, take me back To the way things were then. February, Seasons change. Things are different, We rearrange. You’re not the same now As I believed you to be, Please, become yourself again, Because you’re getting hard to see… February, You’re so cold. My heart is frozen Without you to hold. I remember the way Your lips felt against mine, The day that you asked me To be your valentine… February, Where have you run? It seems it was over Before it ever begun… You’ve been out of sight, And I’ve been out of mind. I guess you’re too lost For me to ever find. February, Sorry can’t repair, The damage that is done here The scratches, cuts, and tears. As much as I want to, I can’t apologize, For things that have happened, You’re the one who told the lies. February I guess that’s it, then, No matter what I say, You won’t come back again. I guess our worlds Lie too far apart, But know that you are always A piece of my February Heart.
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
February Heart
Looking back after all these years, It’s hard to believe that my best friend is a memory… Letting you walk out of my life without trying to stop you, It makes me want to try to reverse time… Because I know I am much different now, And I believe you would be proud of the person I have become. Prayer is the only way I communicate with you now, Hoping that you are loving life as much as you always did. Reconnected with the Lord, and for the first time, myself, I would love nothing more than to mend any wounds I left, Patch them up with bandages and apologies. I want you to know I’m sorry. There are so many things I shouldn’t have done… I don’t need to list them because you know, And I don’t want to relive those memories… Because I hate myself for all of them. How could I? That person from two years ago, now, She was not me… Just know, you’ve helped me grow, Because I now tell nothing but the truth. I was exhausted of swimming in my own lies, Trying to keep up with them was like running a race… But I could never finish fast enough. And, like you advised, I stopped moving from boy to boy. Alone now, for quite some time, Because I like the way that freedom tastes And focusing on myself has matured me. I live life with no regrets, But if I did have one, It is putting you through all the ******** It hurts now, knowing I am far too late to fix this. I live with nothing but a forgiving heart, But I would not blame you if you couldn’t forgive me. Too much damage was done by a past me, But just know, I apologize for each word and action. I wish I could rebuild the walls I crushed, but instead, Here I am, knowing I let my best friend slip away…
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Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 12:03 AM UTC
Memory of a Best Friend
Looking back after all these years, It’s hard to believe that my best friend is a memory… Letting you walk out of my life without trying to stop you, It makes me want to try to reverse time… Because I know I am much different now, And I believe you would be proud of the person I have become. Prayer is the only way I communicate with you now, Hoping that you are loving life as much as you always did. Reconnected with the Lord, and for the first time, myself, I would love nothing more than to mend any wounds I left, Patch them up with bandages and apologies. I want you to know I’m sorry. There are so many things I shouldn’t have done… I don’t need to list them because you know, And I don’t want to relive those memories… Because I hate myself for all of them. How could I? That person from two years ago, now, She was not me… Just know, you’ve helped me grow, Because I now tell nothing but the truth. I was exhausted of swimming in my own lies, Trying to keep up with them was like running a race… But I could never finish fast enough. And, like you advised, I stopped moving from boy to boy. Alone now, for quite some time, Because I like the way that freedom tastes And focusing on myself has matured me. I live life with no regrets, But if I did have one, It is putting you through all the ******** It hurts now, knowing I am far too late to fix this. I live with nothing but a forgiving heart, But I would not blame you if you couldn’t forgive me. Too much damage was done by a past me, But just know, I apologize for each word and action. I wish I could rebuild the walls I crushed, but instead, Here I am, knowing I let my best friend slip away…
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Only a year ago, we were all just kids thinking we held forever at our fingertips. Invincibility was upon us as we stepped on campus for the first time as students, Beginning our journeys into the unknown realm of college. Everything was new and exciting; Classes, food, activities, clubs, schedules, people… Remember how we didn’t want to go home? The best place in the world to be, at the time, seemed like it was right there. If we left for a second, we would miss the whole planet, Be left out of the loop for an entire week. High school seemed too close and too far, And we were stuck in this limbo where we were not sure how to act. Running around like tweens out past their curfew, The upperclassmen were so cool, and calm, and collected… We aspired to be like them one day, Copying the way they blended into this campus with so many colors. And slowly but surely, we have… Without even realizing it, we have matured worlds, and Realization has dropped itself into our hands where pixie dust sat before. Isn’t it funny, now, watching the new group of freshmen repeat the cycle? Looking back, I thought life was so easy. The only cares I had in the world were attending class and finishing homework. Making friends appeared to be simple; keeping them did, as well. Things seemed to fall into place as if they knew where to be dropped. Now, we make things happen for ourselves rather than sitting back and watching. Instead of running aimlessly, we stride with a purpose. For we know our niches and where we are needed most. Our eyes sparkle even brighter, I believe, Because we have found a place where we belong and want to be. I am waiting now, looking at this group of new kids, And wondering how long it will be before the change happens to them. How long will it take for them to realize that home is not such a bad place to be? As a matter of fact, as I sit here in the room I grew up in, I feel nothing but nostalgia that makes me want to be nowhere but here. Here, I have no worries, and I can reflect on this past year and how much I have grown. Growth. Isn’t that something that we forget about? Assessing how far we have come over the past twelve or so months? Because I now see with open eyes, where before, I merely just looked.
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 2:26 AM UTC
Retrospect
Only a year ago, we were all just kids thinking we held forever at our fingertips. Invincibility was upon us as we stepped on campus for the first time as students, Beginning our journeys into the unknown realm of college. Everything was new and exciting; Classes, food, activities, clubs, schedules, people… Remember how we didn’t want to go home? The best place in the world to be, at the time, seemed like it was right there. If we left for a second, we would miss the whole planet, Be left out of the loop for an entire week. High school seemed too close and too far, And we were stuck in this limbo where we were not sure how to act. Running around like tweens out past their curfew, The upperclassmen were so cool, and calm, and collected… We aspired to be like them one day, Copying the way they blended into this campus with so many colors. And slowly but surely, we have… Without even realizing it, we have matured worlds, and Realization has dropped itself into our hands where pixie dust sat before. Isn’t it funny, now, watching the new group of freshmen repeat the cycle? Looking back, I thought life was so easy. The only cares I had in the world were attending class and finishing homework. Making friends appeared to be simple; keeping them did, as well. Things seemed to fall into place as if they knew where to be dropped. Now, we make things happen for ourselves rather than sitting back and watching. Instead of running aimlessly, we stride with a purpose. For we know our niches and where we are needed most. Our eyes sparkle even brighter, I believe, Because we have found a place where we belong and want to be. I am waiting now, looking at this group of new kids, And wondering how long it will be before the change happens to them. How long will it take for them to realize that home is not such a bad place to be? As a matter of fact, as I sit here in the room I grew up in, I feel nothing but nostalgia that makes me want to be nowhere but here. Here, I have no worries, and I can reflect on this past year and how much I have grown. Growth. Isn’t that something that we forget about? Assessing how far we have come over the past twelve or so months? Because I now see with open eyes, where before, I merely just looked.
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Walk into the auditorium just to see the band on stage… I swallow my spit, my nerves, and my pride. Oh, you are talented, dear, Because I sit between two of my best friends, and yet, I feel completely alone in this room full of people. Because the only things I see are brown hair and a gray shirt. Because all I am aware of is your goofy grin and saxophone, and The way your lips part when you laugh still makes my heart shiver. I’m begging just to see your face once. To be reminded of the way that lights make your eyes Look different every time, Picking out the specks of blue, green, and gray As if your irises were a kaleidoscope… My mind suddenly feels perceptive of every emotion, And from across the stage and stadium seats, I feel your eyes avoiding mine, But I cannot break this cold stare of heartbreak And the needles that caress my spine. Although my brain is unwelcoming, Memories are flooding my head… Reminding me that once, you held me close, Telling me things I shouldn’t have believed, Holding my hand Telling me I’m not damaged Inviting me into your world Reassuring me it was okay And yanking it all out from under me. And everyone stands for the convocation, I’m thanking the stars for this opportunity, Because right now it’s socially acceptable. It’s okay that I stare at you and let my heart beat fast, Because you are on stage, And I’m just one in the crowd. But I always was, wasn’t I? Just another one in the crowd? Another float in your parade of heartbreaks. It’s okay, my heart is mended, Please, just look my direction… My mind is not sure of anything, But everything else is, Because we finally just made Eye contact.
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 2:48 PM UTC
Eye Contact
Walk into the auditorium just to see the band on stage… I swallow my spit, my nerves, and my pride. Oh, you are talented, dear, Because I sit between two of my best friends, and yet, I feel completely alone in this room full of people. Because the only things I see are brown hair and a gray shirt. Because all I am aware of is your goofy grin and saxophone, and The way your lips part when you laugh still makes my heart shiver. I’m begging just to see your face once. To be reminded of the way that lights make your eyes Look different every time, Picking out the specks of blue, green, and gray As if your irises were a kaleidoscope… My mind suddenly feels perceptive of every emotion, And from across the stage and stadium seats, I feel your eyes avoiding mine, But I cannot break this cold stare of heartbreak And the needles that caress my spine. Although my brain is unwelcoming, Memories are flooding my head… Reminding me that once, you held me close, Telling me things I shouldn’t have believed, Holding my hand Telling me I’m not damaged Inviting me into your world Reassuring me it was okay And yanking it all out from under me. And everyone stands for the convocation, I’m thanking the stars for this opportunity, Because right now it’s socially acceptable. It’s okay that I stare at you and let my heart beat fast, Because you are on stage, And I’m just one in the crowd. But I always was, wasn’t I? Just another one in the crowd? Another float in your parade of heartbreaks. It’s okay, my heart is mended, Please, just look my direction… My mind is not sure of anything, But everything else is, Because we finally just made Eye contact.
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