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iitssheyla
iitssheyla
16/F Just another teenager in love / Just another teenager in pain / Just another teenager writing her emotions because she doesn't know how to open up in any other way.
He came out of nowhere, I never even saw it coming. The smile he wore seemed so genuine No matter how much i resisted how much i distanced myself I found myself being pulled in. every word he spoke Every text he sent Every call we had Everything seemed perfect. It was as if an angel had fallen from the sky and right into my lap I was weary of this gorgeous stranger My heart had been shattered too many times I’ve been left to pick up the pieces all on my own Only to let, yet another shatter my fragile heart. I kept my wall up and my guards on high alert With every word, he chipped at the wall I had built so high With every smile, my guard was lowered bit by bit Until finally, I let my guard down I tore down what was remaining of my wall. All so that he could love my broken shards back to one. I let myself get attached to him I let him hold the shards of my fragile heart in his hands I let him know my pain, my laughter and my love. The moment he knew I had fallen for him, a gorgeous stanger. He ran, leaving my fragile heart to shatter once again. Leaving the wall I had built so carefully tarnished in the rubble. Just as quickly and mysterious as he had arrived, was just how quick and mysterious he had left.
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:55 AM UTC
The Stranger
There you were, looking at me with those piercing, icy blue eyes It felt as though the moment when our eyes connected our souls became intertwined There was an instant connection between us. you flashed a smile and i felt a spark in my heart Each word that left your mouth was ember Your laugh and voice was kindling You added more and more ember just as you added more kindling And soon a flame began burning in my heart It began small just a simple flame the size of a rose bud But as time passed You fed the fire And the passion and desire grew It got bigger It grew and burned Until it was a fire burning deep A fire full of passion and desire Melting away the walls i had built to protect myself I didn’t need protection from walls anymore I have my own prince charming protecting me.
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
Perfectly Imperfect
He made me feel everything He made me fall into a trance He made me want to stay up every second of every day as to not lose a single second of time with him He made me smile and blush in the morning as soon as I checked my phone He sent me paragraphs everyday without fail He made me fall in love with his every move He made me fall in love with his every word He made me fall in love with his every breath I fell in love with the way he made me giggle I fell in love with the way my name rolled off his tongue I fell in love with every single smile he flashed my way Every time my phone buzzed, my heart leapt Every time i saw his name on my screen my heart skipped a beat Every time we talked, i fell deeper in love with him. All so suddenly and without warning I had let him in I had let him see things that I had hidden away from the world. I had let myself feel things, things that I swore off from ever feeling again Feelings that i thought would never make an appearance inside of me, ever again. I had let myself fall in the deepest trance known to man. The trance of love.
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:50 AM UTC
The trance of love
My mom is the strongest woman I know She walks with the confidence of a thousand warriors. She fights my battles even when im too weak to keep fighting. My mom is the bravest woman I know She fights and no matter what she never gives up She protects us and she keeps us safe no matter what she has to face. My mom is the sweetest woman I know She teaches us to be kind in the smallest of her actions She comforts us even when she needs comfort My mom is the most selfless woman I know She put our needs in front of hers no matter the circumstances. She wipes our tears even when her cheeks are stained with tears. My mom is the most forgiving woman I know She knows when to forgive and when not to. She forgives us even when we don’t deserve her forgiveness. My mom is the most accepting woman I know She accepts that life wont always be fair and she takes it in her strive. She accepts who I am no matter how different or difficult I turn out to be. My mom is the most loving woman I know She heals us with her love and keeps our hearts whole. She has the biggest heart of any woman I know. My mom is the most beautiful woman I know She is not only the most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes upon she has the most beautiful soul any human has ever beared. My mom is my hero.
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:48 AM UTC
My Mom
Sometimes I just want to cry but I can't find the tears for it. They’re somewhere hidden deep inside me. I have a million and two reasons as to why I could cry Why I should cry But I find that I have zero tears willing to get spent for those reasons. Not one tear finds any of the million and two reasons enough to slip out into my moonlit bedroom and down my cheek. Until one day all the tears decide at once they want to pay me a little visit. One tear comes trailing down my cheek Making a path for the next Until all tears have made separate paths down my face Making their own destiny each come raining down for a reason of their own After all, they have a million and 2 reasons to pick from. Sometimes I don't want to cry The tears can’t help showing themselves at times like these Times when they’re not wanted Drowning in a pool caused by a million and two reasons.
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 3:51 AM UTC
A Million & Two Reasons
As I close my eyes I see your love A far away island Just a simple memory The exotic flowers The intoxicating smells The kisses the sun gives me every morning The warmth and the light it shines into my life The cool ocean surrounding me, my past, present and future The gifts the ocean washes in every day surprise me The protection of the trees The sweet honey of the bees The soft sand padding any falls The rough grains softening any rough edges I may have The love, protection, warmth The island providing me with everything I may need Your Love is Like an Island. Keeping me afloat when I was as lost as can be.
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Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 8:01 AM UTC
Your love is like an island
There was once a boat filled with people It hit an iceberg and sunk Many people died but there were two survivors Each a stranger to the other But neither a stranger to the pain They found each other after the trauma Each trembling and filled with pain Both had gone through something different But both had gone through something painful They held onto each other for dear life They swapped war scars and stories They were so different Yet they were so alike. They weathered storms together They clung to each other They needed each other They were no longer strangers They became lovers, perfect lovers in the sea They enjoyed the peaceful waves and the sunny days together They were each others hope Promising to never go astray Until one night they both fell asleep For they had gotten tired They let go They drifted apart When they woke they were scared For they had lost their love They had lost their hope They began to swim in look for their lover Hours passed Hours turned into days Days turned into weeks They began to lose hope. Each believing the other had stopped searching the ocean But never stopping to rest For this was the Earth's test They did not rest until they were together again. The ocean filled with the love of two people No longer strangers but lovers Together again for their love is stronger than any force on earth. Even an iceberg.
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Dec 16, 2017
Dec 16, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC
Ship Wreck
Love isn't black and white. It's all the colors of the rainbow. Love isn't coloring inside the lines. Its overlapping and adding your own touch. Love isn't the house on the corner with the white picket fence. Love is the house in the middle of the street with overgrown grass. Love isn't a perfect trimmed bush. Love is a colorful autumn tree shedding its leaves. Love isn't male and female. Love is transgender, genderfluid and cisgender. Love is difficult. Love is tragically beautiful.
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Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 5:15 AM UTC
What love is(n't)
You made me feel like an apple An apple in a sea of apples Yet I was picked You made me believe I was a special apple You kept me till I ripened But every once in awhile I got dropped on the same spot Again and again Over and over I was dropped Deepening the bruise One day I was ripe and my outside was perfect But as soon as you cut me open you saw the bruise Suddenly your perfect apple wasn’t so perfect anymore You decided I was damaged and couldn’t be saved When all that was needed was careful cutting Precision with a blade To rid me of the bruise. I’m still the same apple The same apple that appeared perfect But was bruised on the inside I’ve been bruised this whole time inside But you didn't know The only difference is that you know You threw me away Abandoned Left to the mercy of a trash can Unwanted And Unloved You make me feel like damaged goods. A bruised apple.
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Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
Bruised Apple
Everything you had to say Every. little. thing. You used them as weapons As knives Every thought that came into your head was a knife in your hand Like throwing knives you had sharpened them and aimed Every sentence that came out of your mouth Every word that entered the open air Every single word sliced through the air like a throwing knife The moment a word left your mouth, a knife was thrown I always saw it coming Every. single. Time. The windup right before it’s thrown Right before its said Time standing almost still As it slowly pierces through me. The impact of the knife wedging into my heart The impact of the words burning into my brain Blood and tears Knives and words While I was at my most vulnerable You saw me as a perfect target. Perfect for throwing knives.
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Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
Throwing Knives