emily-clairmont - Hello Poetry

my dear poetry people, I'm in the process of starting a book and would love if I could have the opinions of talented lovelies such as yourselves to share with. would anyone be willing to read some of my works (none of which are on here) and let me know what you think? :)

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Jul 24, 2016

Jul 24, 2016 at 11:19 PM UTC

emily-clairmont

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my dear poetry people, I'm in the process of starting a book and would love if I could have the opinions of talented lovelies such as yourselves to share with. would anyone be willing to read some of my works (none of which are on here) and let me know what you think? :)

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dear you, this is a goodbye to you. it's something i never wanted to write, but i think it's something i need to do. you were, and still are, i'm afraid, a large part of me, and that doesn't go away. i know that towards the end, here, things were bad... really bad, and i know you blame me. i do as well, somewhere deep; i think so deeply all the time about whether or not this could have been fixed, if my mistakes had never happened, if we would still be okay... i still don't have an answer. the nights i have spent absolutely crippled with sadness, curled up so tight into myself that i thought i might implode... i would do them all over again if it meant we could start over. the love i have for you was and is real, very real; i know you don't believe that and i don't think i can convince you otherwise. my heart aches at the thought of letting you go, darling, but i have to buck up sometime, don't i? i so badly wanted it to be you. so badly i would give it all away; but love has a funny way of making you feel on top of the world and underneath it in the same sweet breath. you drive me so ******* crazy, and make me so angry to the point of seeing red, but i wouldn't trade it for anything. my love for you goes too deep. we're terrible for each other. i know it, and so do you. no doubt crashing and burning would be inevitable, but i couldn't care less. the passion i feel when i kiss you and feel you blind me from caring; it's been months since i've felt you and i still have the same sentiment. this is just me writing, avoiding the whole point of this... to say goodbye. i so badly don't want to, but this is what i need... and what you no doubt want. i want only a few things for you: the first is to learn how to forgive. me in specific, yes, but also as a whole. you dwell too much on holding grudges, and you need to let that go. you're thick-headed, dear, and allowing for explanations isn't your strongest suit. the next thing i want for you is to think of me. i don't want you to forget. i know you'll probably drown yourself in so much brandy you forget your own name, but try not to forget mine in the mess of it all. i know you're so angry you don't even want to hear my name, but please... i don't want to be tucked under the rug like some forgotten belonging. we've gone through so much for me to be pushed aside so coldly. remember the way i felt as your electric fingertips brushed over me, don't disregard those sparks. the last thing i want for you is happiness; i want you to be so happy you don't know what to do with yourself. whether it is with me, or her, or no one at all, it doesn't matter. i don't think you're a monster, and i want your happiness more than mine. i love you, so much, and seeing you happy after so many months of anger would put me at a little bit of ease. seeing someone or something do what i so obviously could not would show me happiness is still possible in you. this is it, i suppose. all things need to end and this is one thing i dreaded the most. if we never speak again, just know you planted something in me that can't and won't quit. i love you so much, and thank you. for showing me this heart was capable of loving again. you'll be on my mind, always. so much love, me.

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Mar 21, 2016

Mar 21, 2016 at 9:02 PM UTC

emily-clairmont

this is a goodbye to you

dear you, this is a goodbye to you. it's something i never wanted to write, but i think it's something i need to do. you were, and still are, i'm afraid, a large part of me, and that doesn't go away. i know that towards the end, here, things were bad... really bad, and i know you blame me. i do as well, somewhere deep; i think so deeply all the time about whether or not this could have been fixed, if my mistakes had never happened, if we would still be okay... i still don't have an answer. the nights i have spent absolutely crippled with sadness, curled up so tight into myself that i thought i might implode... i would do them all over again if it meant we could start over. the love i have for you was and is real, very real; i know you don't believe that and i don't think i can convince you otherwise. my heart aches at the thought of letting you go, darling, but i have to buck up sometime, don't i? i so badly wanted it to be you. so badly i would give it all away; but love has a funny way of making you feel on top of the world and underneath it in the same sweet breath. you drive me so ******* crazy, and make me so angry to the point of seeing red, but i wouldn't trade it for anything. my love for you goes too deep. we're terrible for each other. i know it, and so do you. no doubt crashing and burning would be inevitable, but i couldn't care less. the passion i feel when i kiss you and feel you blind me from caring; it's been months since i've felt you and i still have the same sentiment. this is just me writing, avoiding the whole point of this... to say goodbye. i so badly don't want to, but this is what i need... and what you no doubt want. i want only a few things for you: the first is to learn how to forgive. me in specific, yes, but also as a whole. you dwell too much on holding grudges, and you need to let that go. you're thick-headed, dear, and allowing for explanations isn't your strongest suit. the next thing i want for you is to think of me. i don't want you to forget. i know you'll probably drown yourself in so much brandy you forget your own name, but try not to forget mine in the mess of it all. i know you're so angry you don't even want to hear my name, but please... i don't want to be tucked under the rug like some forgotten belonging. we've gone through so much for me to be pushed aside so coldly. remember the way i felt as your electric fingertips brushed over me, don't disregard those sparks. the last thing i want for you is happiness; i want you to be so happy you don't know what to do with yourself. whether it is with me, or her, or no one at all, it doesn't matter. i don't think you're a monster, and i want your happiness more than mine. i love you, so much, and seeing you happy after so many months of anger would put me at a little bit of ease. seeing someone or something do what i so obviously could not would show me happiness is still possible in you. this is it, i suppose. all things need to end and this is one thing i dreaded the most. if we never speak again, just know you planted something in me that can't and won't quit. i love you so much, and thank you. for showing me this heart was capable of loving again. you'll be on my mind, always. so much love, me.

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i'm a trainwreck, baby so crash into me we'll leave our baggage here under the debris take my hand and don't look back the fire burns bright, now we'll never have to question when who or how just us in this space before our lips finally meet our legs intertwining retaining body heat

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Feb 28, 2016

Feb 28, 2016 at 11:47 PM UTC

emily-clairmont

Trainwreck

i'm a trainwreck, baby so crash into me we'll leave our baggage here under the debris take my hand and don't look back the fire burns bright, now we'll never have to question when who or how just us in this space before our lips finally meet our legs intertwining retaining body heat

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i know you say you don't love me that this heart isn't enough but why do you keep holding on making the edges of me rough ragged and torn held onto you by threads you know i'd jump through it all for you bash in a thousand heads just to hear those sweet words from you something that won't make me weep i am yours for the taking and i wish you were mine to keep

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Feb 28, 2016

Feb 28, 2016 at 11:44 PM UTC

emily-clairmont

Ragged

i know you say you don't love me that this heart isn't enough but why do you keep holding on making the edges of me rough ragged and torn held onto you by threads you know i'd jump through it all for you bash in a thousand heads just to hear those sweet words from you something that won't make me weep i am yours for the taking and i wish you were mine to keep

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goodnight to you and goodnight to me there is so much more that we could be but time does not stop not even an hour it will swallow you whole and make you sour perhaps two souls such as ours were never meant to be but words cannot describe how much you mean to me like the moon pulls the waves on all the sandy shores i held you ever so briefly but would never be called yours

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Feb 28, 2016

Feb 28, 2016 at 11:42 PM UTC

emily-clairmont

Goodnight

goodnight to you and goodnight to me there is so much more that we could be but time does not stop not even an hour it will swallow you whole and make you sour perhaps two souls such as ours were never meant to be but words cannot describe how much you mean to me like the moon pulls the waves on all the sandy shores i held you ever so briefly but would never be called yours

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it's been a weird night of sleeping without you and dreaming about you wrapped around me like twine stuck in my head like a broken record i'm drunk off you like wine

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Feb 28, 2016

Feb 28, 2016 at 11:40 PM UTC

emily-clairmont

Sleeping

it's been a weird night of sleeping without you and dreaming about you wrapped around me like twine stuck in my head like a broken record i'm drunk off you like wine

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there are things i don't understand about you nor do i want to try but i sit there with my thoughts and can't help but wonder why that when you said you loved me you did it with a close-lipped smile you put me on blast like a spotlight much like a criminal on trial i muttered it back as easy as my name making sure you heard every syllable, every sound every single word your mouth had mimicked mine as we came together as one with each and every intake of breath i slowly became undone i let go of myself and all my whims and breathed to you "you're mine" you smiled with a sad crooked mouth and whispered against my cheek "fine" there are things i don't understand about you nor do i want to try but i sit there with my thoughts and can't help but wonder why

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Dec 6, 2015

Dec 6, 2015 at 4:21 AM UTC

emily-clairmont

Fine

there are things i don't understand about you nor do i want to try but i sit there with my thoughts and can't help but wonder why that when you said you loved me you did it with a close-lipped smile you put me on blast like a spotlight much like a criminal on trial i muttered it back as easy as my name making sure you heard every syllable, every sound every single word your mouth had mimicked mine as we came together as one with each and every intake of breath i slowly became undone i let go of myself and all my whims and breathed to you "you're mine" you smiled with a sad crooked mouth and whispered against my cheek "fine" there are things i don't understand about you nor do i want to try but i sit there with my thoughts and can't help but wonder why

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you made roses burst from my eyes and my ears when you whispered your love then decided you needed to trim the hedges

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Dec 6, 2015

Dec 6, 2015 at 4:10 AM UTC

emily-clairmont

Hedge

you made roses burst from my eyes and my ears when you whispered your love then decided you needed to trim the hedges

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it was a tuesday when you left me my body filled with a bottle of moscato my fingertips shaking over the keyboard hovering over the letters as if i was typing in midair you told me you were finished that you didn't want me to be a part of you anymore as if i never made you feel anything as if my touches on your skin meant nothing i licked the brim of my glass as the tears rolled down my cheeks my tongue feeling the cold liquor wishing i had more and more enough to drown me and swallow me whole you were a part of me for so long my daily routine, the part of my day i looked forward to most and now you're gone a gust of wind through my ear like a whisper telling me you love me never to return

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Oct 20, 2015

Oct 20, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC

emily-clairmont

Untitled

it was a tuesday when you left me my body filled with a bottle of moscato my fingertips shaking over the keyboard hovering over the letters as if i was typing in midair you told me you were finished that you didn't want me to be a part of you anymore as if i never made you feel anything as if my touches on your skin meant nothing i licked the brim of my glass as the tears rolled down my cheeks my tongue feeling the cold liquor wishing i had more and more enough to drown me and swallow me whole you were a part of me for so long my daily routine, the part of my day i looked forward to most and now you're gone a gust of wind through my ear like a whisper telling me you love me never to return

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it all started out as friends then you took over my mind and my body and eventually my heart, and it hasn't changed since i met you you haven't changed either you just won't leave me be and i don't mind that but you need to make sure that you absolutely like me because boys like you have played me like a piano.

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emily-clairmont

Oct 15, 2015

Oct 15, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC

fools-g0ld

"friends"

it all started out as friends then you took over my mind and my body and eventually my heart, and it hasn't changed since i met you you haven't changed either you just won't leave me be and i don't mind that but you need to make sure that you absolutely like me because boys like you have played me like a piano.

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