i would never forget that day
or that night
when you swore
that you will always be here
for me
resonance and determined
you've got me
thinking that you really meant
what you've said
Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 3:43 AM UTC
even when your eyes crinkle at the corner
and your skin feels like textured paper
even when you forgot your keys,
or your name, or even me
i promise you— i will never leave
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 4:16 AM UTC
that day you almost got caught
for theft
you clasp my hand so tight
and we ran
and ran and ran and ran
until we're out of breath
but i think
what you've stolen that day
wasn't
the pretty music box for your little sister
but instead,
was my heart
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 2:25 AM UTC
loving you
was like self-mutilation
loving you
was like how a high school girl
first picked up the blade
and prayed for the courage
to drag it across her skin
loving you
was like how a dancer
bent over the toilet
to regurgitate back
what she had eaten
for dinner
in secret
loving you
was like sneaking out of my house
thrilled
hoping not to get caught
loving you
was like discovering the entire universe
not knowing
that there isn’t air
in this vacuum
loving you
was like a old man
gasping for breaths in between
before his death bed
loving you
was like catching a glimpse
of how the world is
loving you
is both
exciting
aphrodisiac
hurting
hopeless
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 8:33 AM UTC
when you kissed me
you sent a shock wave into me
that not even a 12.8
on the Richter scale
can compare
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I thought about the possibilities
that we both might have
walked past each other
but without acknowledgement
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one day
you’ll no longer be
my missing jigsaw piece
because someone out there
can fix me better
than you ever did
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 8:31 AM UTC
somehow, the thought of being back here again made me feel all the emotions i didnt know i was capable of feeling all at once, again.
it’s almost amusing that how a certain place, or person, could stir up memories that you thought you’ve clearly forgotten— or the ones that you’ve tried so hard to bury.
and that facade that you’ve worked so hard to build came crashing down; all on that instance, destroying everything that you’ve accomplished— just because of that small, insignificant comment which reminded you of all the reasons you love about him.
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 8:29 AM UTC
i. impenetrable skin and callouses feet and broken limbs. i am too fragile to hold the stars and the moon; they sink into me via osmosis, threatening to spill. the solar system as my nervous system, and the seven seas pumping through my veins with a rush of adrenaline so that i’ll always have salt water to heal my broken bones. my flesh clamored against my ribcage, feelings vigorously pushing, forcing me to bruise. your eyes like the ocean, so deep and cerulean made my heart susceptible to attack.
ii. they say that the earth is a magnetic field; and if you were north, i’ll be south.
iii. and if you’re the shells on the shores, i’ll be the incoming waves; no matter how many times you’ve failed me, i’ll always be trying.
iv. the fourth time i’ve watched you leave, it was like witnessing you on a plane that’s about to crash. you were always my achilles’ heel.
v. you kiss the bruises on my skin, without knowing that you've healed all the shattered dreams. hollow bones. but now, they ignite with flames. and i am burning, still.
vi. i still miss you, you know.
vii. but you were collateral damage.
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 8:25 AM UTC
sometimes i think
that if
i close my eyes
hard enough, i might
see your face again.
and i always try so hard,
that constellations appear
and they blur
my eyesight for minutes.
i still miss you,
you know.
maybe i’m didn't blink hard enough
for you
to appear right in front of me.
or maybe, i just wasn't enough
for you to never
leave
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 8:22 AM UTC
if we ever get drunk again
I'll remember that day our lips met
and that day when
you stole my breath away
but if we ever spent the next day
you wanting us to be 'just friends'
I will grab you by your shoulders
and shake the world out of you
and kiss you so hard
that my lipstick stained your lips permanently
this way
it'll be my turn to steal your heart away
and i will make you doubt
of why you ever thought
that you are better off alone
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 10:58 AM UTC
because every night before you crawl into your bed
feeling empty and dead
you pull out this metal box
only to let numbers define you
but what you didn't know is that
your weight— or what others perceive you to be— what others called you— doesn't define you. it never did
because what you didn't know, is that
those that hurt you
don't love themselves in the middle of the night, too,
and they use you, to cope— to heal
but what they didn't know is that
the methods they use on others
won't unbreak them, too
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 10:48 AM UTC