gabby-paige - Hello Poetry

It's midnight and I'm awake and I miss you. It's been a week since we've touched and I don't know how much longer I can go on because I'm addicted to you and your love. Oh God, I miss you. I miss you so much.

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Apr 11, 2014

Apr 11, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC

4/11/14 12:26 am

It's midnight and I'm awake and I miss you. It's been a week since we've touched and I don't know how much longer I can go on because I'm addicted to you and your love. Oh God, I miss you. I miss you so much.

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Your warmth slid through my body, energizing every cell, a tingling sensation. You started at my lips and worked your way down through my throat down my spine past my stomach around my legs to my toes. Part of me wanted to pull away but I couldn't leave from your mocha taste and firm grip- my addiction. I've never loved a sensation like this, but I can't bring myself to tear away from the caffiene that is your touch.

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Mar 28, 2014

Mar 28, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC

Coffee

Your warmth slid through my body, energizing every cell, a tingling sensation. You started at my lips and worked your way down through my throat down my spine past my stomach around my legs to my toes. Part of me wanted to pull away but I couldn't leave from your mocha taste and firm grip- my addiction. I've never loved a sensation like this, but I can't bring myself to tear away from the caffiene that is your touch.

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I talked to your sister today. She said she doesn't want you two to get back together either. He isn't right for you. She said that when you're with him, she's lost a sister. Well, I've lost something almost as bad, maybe worse. I lost a best friend. Goodbye.

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Mar 28, 2014

Mar 28, 2014 at 7:59 PM UTC

To my ex best friend

I talked to your sister today. She said she doesn't want you two to get back together either. He isn't right for you. She said that when you're with him, she's lost a sister. Well, I've lost something almost as bad, maybe worse. I lost a best friend. Goodbye.

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You said you'd never hurt me and for a while, I was okay. I wasn't good, I wasn't bad. I was alive and that's all I needed. But now, I'm hurting. I realize that sometimes repression isn't always my best skill because our memory is the cruelest skill God has given us. I remember the pain, the feeling of not enough oxygen, the tightness in my chest, the bloodshot eyes. I remember. I'm scared he'll do that to me too. I'm scared to be alone, but I'm scared to drive him away. I drove you away. You said you'd never hurt me. You never said you wouldn't hurt my mind.

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Mar 26, 2014

Mar 26, 2014 at 7:42 PM UTC

Wrecking Ball

You said you'd never hurt me and for a while, I was okay. I wasn't good, I wasn't bad. I was alive and that's all I needed. But now, I'm hurting. I realize that sometimes repression isn't always my best skill because our memory is the cruelest skill God has given us. I remember the pain, the feeling of not enough oxygen, the tightness in my chest, the bloodshot eyes. I remember. I'm scared he'll do that to me too. I'm scared to be alone, but I'm scared to drive him away. I drove you away. You said you'd never hurt me. You never said you wouldn't hurt my mind.

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I thought that now I'd be so more more Alive. But the ones that were there When I needed someone the most, Are slipping... or maybe its me... All I know is that I can't do this alone.

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Mar 26, 2014

Mar 26, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC

Fading

I thought that now I'd be so more more Alive. But the ones that were there When I needed someone the most, Are slipping... or maybe its me... All I know is that I can't do this alone.

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I don't know what I did to make you leave. I don't know why you would want to. I thought I was yours- -your shoulder to cry on -your secret keeper -your laughter -your opposite -your best friend. I guess not.

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Mar 24, 2014

Mar 24, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC

...

I don't know what I did to make you leave. I don't know why you would want to. I thought I was yours- -your shoulder to cry on -your secret keeper -your laughter -your opposite -your best friend. I guess not.

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You found me in the crowd last Saturday. I met your eyes and I tried to run-I'm sorry-I really did but there was no way out. You gave me a hug (oh, how I once yearned for your arms around me) but it felt so tense, so cold. I didn't want to see you. You acted like nothing was ever wrong. Like you hadn't fallen off the face of the Earth. Like you still loved me, but you know, and I know, it's too late for that now. I hope you know that I still have your Christmas present. I bought it when things were still good. It's too late to give it to you now. That night, I was holding a rose from another lover. I hope you saw that. I hope you know that he's better than you'll ever be. He doesn't touch me like you did, but he listens to me. He treats me as an equal, not as an object. You've grown up too much without aquiring respect and knowledge. I know it's too late for you to learn the lessons he did. I guess it's time for you to learn.

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Mar 21, 2014

Mar 21, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC

I Know It's Too Late

You found me in the crowd last Saturday. I met your eyes and I tried to run-I'm sorry-I really did but there was no way out. You gave me a hug (oh, how I once yearned for your arms around me) but it felt so tense, so cold. I didn't want to see you. You acted like nothing was ever wrong. Like you hadn't fallen off the face of the Earth. Like you still loved me, but you know, and I know, it's too late for that now. I hope you know that I still have your Christmas present. I bought it when things were still good. It's too late to give it to you now. That night, I was holding a rose from another lover. I hope you saw that. I hope you know that he's better than you'll ever be. He doesn't touch me like you did, but he listens to me. He treats me as an equal, not as an object. You've grown up too much without aquiring respect and knowledge. I know it's too late for you to learn the lessons he did. I guess it's time for you to learn.

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Is this real? Are you really mine? It's been a week and I still can't get over the fact that for the first time in forever, I am not alone.

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Mar 21, 2014

Mar 21, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC

First Time in Forever

Is this real? Are you really mine? It's been a week and I still can't get over the fact that for the first time in forever, I am not alone.

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I'm sorry that I never told you that I liked him. I'm sorry that there are secrets I've kept to myself, away from you. I didn't want to hurt you. I'm sorry that things worked out the way they did. I don't want you to think that I stole him- that I did this voluntarily- because I didn't. It's just... my heart does things. I can't control it. I'm sorry if you think I'm a terrible person. You didn't deserve this. I'm sorry that the one you are trying to love right now doesn't love you. And I'm sorry if you find that out right now. I had to tell you. I'm sorry that I couldn't find the words to tell you these things. I'm so sorry. Really. Forgive me.

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Mar 21, 2014

Mar 21, 2014 at 5:48 PM UTC

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry that I never told you that I liked him. I'm sorry that there are secrets I've kept to myself, away from you. I didn't want to hurt you. I'm sorry that things worked out the way they did. I don't want you to think that I stole him- that I did this voluntarily- because I didn't. It's just... my heart does things. I can't control it. I'm sorry if you think I'm a terrible person. You didn't deserve this. I'm sorry that the one you are trying to love right now doesn't love you. And I'm sorry if you find that out right now. I had to tell you. I'm sorry that I couldn't find the words to tell you these things. I'm so sorry. Really. Forgive me.

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Sometimes I think of you. I think of you showing up at my house in the middle of a snowstorm with white roses, hot cheetos, High School Musical 3, and your favorite sweater. And you'd knock on my door and I'd come running and I'd open it up, and there you would be. You'd smile at me and whisper, "I'm so sorry. I made a mistake. Please forgive me." And, because I love you, I'd nod and let you in. We'd cuddle on the couch, our bodies tangled in each other, and we'd whisper, "I love you." Sometimes I think of you doing this. Sometimes I believe that you are planning this. But, I don't know, maybe I'm wishing for a Christmas miracle. And, we all know miracles don't exist.

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Dec 21, 2013

Dec 21, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC

12/21/13 9:30 pm

Sometimes I think of you. I think of you showing up at my house in the middle of a snowstorm with white roses, hot cheetos, High School Musical 3, and your favorite sweater. And you'd knock on my door and I'd come running and I'd open it up, and there you would be. You'd smile at me and whisper, "I'm so sorry. I made a mistake. Please forgive me." And, because I love you, I'd nod and let you in. We'd cuddle on the couch, our bodies tangled in each other, and we'd whisper, "I love you." Sometimes I think of you doing this. Sometimes I believe that you are planning this. But, I don't know, maybe I'm wishing for a Christmas miracle. And, we all know miracles don't exist.

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