chesca-r - Hello Poetry

Would things had been different if you knew How much I thought And dreamt of you. Would things had been different if I had said- Our memories unfold; They're on replay in my head. Would things had been different if I confessed That all my writings were made for you Through hurt, through moments, through poeticness. Maybe if I had, things would have been different- Maybe it would no longer be you and she. Maybe instead it would have been You and me.

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Aug 1, 2015

Aug 1, 2015 at 8:45 AM UTC

What Ifs

Would things had been different if you knew How much I thought And dreamt of you. Would things had been different if I had said- Our memories unfold; They're on replay in my head. Would things had been different if I confessed That all my writings were made for you Through hurt, through moments, through poeticness. Maybe if I had, things would have been different- Maybe it would no longer be you and she. Maybe instead it would have been You and me.

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I didn’t want to mislead myself. Every boy that I have loved Thought it was okay to just Pick me up, Play with me, And return me back on the shelf. I no longer want to be their toy. I tried to save myself from getting hurt By another boy.

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Jul 19, 2015

Jul 19, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC

Dolls

I didn’t want to mislead myself. Every boy that I have loved Thought it was okay to just Pick me up, Play with me, And return me back on the shelf. I no longer want to be their toy. I tried to save myself from getting hurt By another boy.

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Distance wasn't across the room. It was something More than a mile. Comparable to gaps Of broken friendships, Silences Of ex lovers, An almost Kiss. Sitting next to you. And being universes apart. Distance. It was You and I.

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Jul 2, 2015

Jul 2, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC

Darling, You are Out of Reach

Distance wasn't across the room. It was something More than a mile. Comparable to gaps Of broken friendships, Silences Of ex lovers, An almost Kiss. Sitting next to you. And being universes apart. Distance. It was You and I.

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just as the dates flew by we came down to our last goodbye

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Feb 28, 2015

Feb 28, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC

Calendars

just as the dates flew by we came down to our last goodbye

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I am not crying. But it is raining outside. And I thought maybe this is heaven's way of saving me from tears. My sadness came in droplets sliding slowly off a glass window. But I am sure as hell glad it did not hail down on me like a storm.

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Jan 19, 2015

Jan 19, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC

Surprise

I am not crying. But it is raining outside. And I thought maybe this is heaven's way of saving me from tears. My sadness came in droplets sliding slowly off a glass window. But I am sure as hell glad it did not hail down on me like a storm.

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When did it-? Where did it-? How did it-? I do not know (why the feeling came.) All I know is that since then, I have not been the same. Rosy cheeks and bad hair cuts-- We were little kids; so young. I did not think my feelings for you Would last infinities long. Your hands that held me with lies-- A fantasy fairy tale; all fake. I did not think it would end like this. Our "love" my biggest mistake.

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Nov 25, 2014

Nov 25, 2014 at 1:07 PM UTC

Perplexed

When did it-? Where did it-? How did it-? I do not know (why the feeling came.) All I know is that since then, I have not been the same. Rosy cheeks and bad hair cuts-- We were little kids; so young. I did not think my feelings for you Would last infinities long. Your hands that held me with lies-- A fantasy fairy tale; all fake. I did not think it would end like this. Our "love" my biggest mistake.

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They slashed me up without bleeding me. They hit me hard without a single touch. Thoughts. Don't they know what they're doing? Don't they know that my mind is a place to ponder-- To think, not over-think? I tried to run away, I tried to escape; Only ending up back where I began to run, Because they were my escape. How amazing. How unfair. How thoughtless my thoughts tend to be.

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Nov 23, 2014

Nov 23, 2014 at 1:42 AM UTC

Have Faith

They slashed me up without bleeding me. They hit me hard without a single touch. Thoughts. Don't they know what they're doing? Don't they know that my mind is a place to ponder-- To think, not over-think? I tried to run away, I tried to escape; Only ending up back where I began to run, Because they were my escape. How amazing. How unfair. How thoughtless my thoughts tend to be.

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(LET'S PLAY A GAME OF TAG.) I'm It. Chasing after you, chasing-- tag. You're it. Game over. You ended our game, When you never chased back.

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Oct 27, 2014

Oct 27, 2014 at 2:19 AM UTC

Wasted Years On You

(LET'S PLAY A GAME OF TAG.) I'm It. Chasing after you, chasing-- tag. You're it. Game over. You ended our game, When you never chased back.

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As I spray on the last drop of cologne, I wish the ounces of love in my heart-- The ounces still left and kept there for you, Would disappear As fast as my cologne ran out. My cologne was saved up for special events. And so I question Why I'm still keeping you, When I am your empty bottle anyway.

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Oct 25, 2014

Oct 25, 2014 at 3:49 AM UTC

He Doesn't Care

As I spray on the last drop of cologne, I wish the ounces of love in my heart-- The ounces still left and kept there for you, Would disappear As fast as my cologne ran out. My cologne was saved up for special events. And so I question Why I'm still keeping you, When I am your empty bottle anyway.

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I need to be the controller of the game. I cannot let the game control me. There are no restarts. There are no second lives. If love was the game we played, I've already died.

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Oct 13, 2014

Oct 13, 2014 at 8:02 AM UTC

Battles

I need to be the controller of the game. I cannot let the game control me. There are no restarts. There are no second lives. If love was the game we played, I've already died.

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