inga-run - Hello Poetry

you always hated when i wore black you said it washed me out, but i think that it really bothered you because it was a reminder of the little bits of darkness in me that you couldn't brighten, no matter how many pastel fit n flare frocks you bought and watched me drape over my bones now i always have black on somewhere - just to say **** you from S Wabash St, Chicago i let this one guy i liked in october use your favorite pink dress to wipe up his *** after a mediocre hand job and if we are going to be truthful ill admit that i felt nothing - i might have even smiled, picturing your face if you had seen what happened to the candy colored cotton you were right, trying to keep black off my body - you were right because I am cold& cruel& fickle& judgmental& you werent right but a fool to think that i could be a wife who makes costco runs twice a month and spends week days decorating mason jars with burlap and lace at a craft room desk waiting for you to come home and not **** me on the counter in whatever easter hued garment i had on you always hated when i wore black and if we're still being honest i hate it too but i need to learn to like how much it suits me - as its the only reason why my shoulders cant fit into yours anymore

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Dec 3, 2013

Dec 3, 2013 at 8:07 PM UTC

candy colored cotton

you always hated when i wore black you said it washed me out, but i think that it really bothered you because it was a reminder of the little bits of darkness in me that you couldn't brighten, no matter how many pastel fit n flare frocks you bought and watched me drape over my bones now i always have black on somewhere - just to say **** you from S Wabash St, Chicago i let this one guy i liked in october use your favorite pink dress to wipe up his *** after a mediocre hand job and if we are going to be truthful ill admit that i felt nothing - i might have even smiled, picturing your face if you had seen what happened to the candy colored cotton you were right, trying to keep black off my body - you were right because I am cold& cruel& fickle& judgmental& you werent right but a fool to think that i could be a wife who makes costco runs twice a month and spends week days decorating mason jars with burlap and lace at a craft room desk waiting for you to come home and not **** me on the counter in whatever easter hued garment i had on you always hated when i wore black and if we're still being honest i hate it too but i need to learn to like how much it suits me - as its the only reason why my shoulders cant fit into yours anymore

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I've spent 3 months ignoring your calls and deleting your voicemails still I check the weather in Provo and when the first snow surprised you in september I stayed up all night knitting you socks I didn't write a note but I drew all over your envelope and I didn't sleep not until the tracking number reached you When you called i still didnt answer but I sat there and watched it ring until my phone died I don't love you but the thought of your cold toes consumed me - stay warm

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Dec 3, 2013

Dec 3, 2013 at 7:21 PM UTC

BYU

I've spent 3 months ignoring your calls and deleting your voicemails still I check the weather in Provo and when the first snow surprised you in september I stayed up all night knitting you socks I didn't write a note but I drew all over your envelope and I didn't sleep not until the tracking number reached you When you called i still didnt answer but I sat there and watched it ring until my phone died I don't love you but the thought of your cold toes consumed me - stay warm

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If this is what it takes to still be yours, then no more kisses. I'll headbutt you in public. Brace yourself.

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Nov 4, 2013

Nov 4, 2013 at 11:41 AM UTC

Untitled

If this is what it takes to still be yours, then no more kisses. I'll headbutt you in public. Brace yourself.

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I don't know what to do I only know that I hate waking up well rested. Not having to slip -out of my bed -tip toe out of my room. i hate not being late to class. you are so grumpy, in the morning. but it's okay. i like the way it makes me feel; unwanted.

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Nov 4, 2013

Nov 4, 2013 at 11:04 AM UTC

in love with a night owl

I don't know what to do I only know that I hate waking up well rested. Not having to slip -out of my bed -tip toe out of my room. i hate not being late to class. you are so grumpy, in the morning. but it's okay. i like the way it makes me feel; unwanted.

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