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isabella-1
isabella-1
American I like to write so I'll post anything I come up with! Enjoy! / / also, check out my story on this website as well, thank you everyone http://www.wattpad.com/story/21586411-along-the-way
1. You laughed at everything I said I laughed at your hazel eyes But your eyes grew cold I miss your laugh 2. Your eyes reminded me of the ocean; I wanted to figure out which one Yet I broke your heart before I could 3. Your hair shone like gold in the sun You told me how much you loved my brown eyes For some reason though You found her brown eyes prettier 4. The words you wrote made my heart flutter You told me you wanted to go out like Hemingway You did 5. You had brown eyes I hate my brown eyes But for some reason I loved yours And wanted you forever
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Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
5 boys I once loved
We saw two different night skies Under the same moon We looked at the same star But wished for different things You saw what science calls the night sky A “galaxy” Fact Lines Numbers And precision Spilled from your lips I thought I was talking to Galileo himself I saw what art calls the night sky A “brilliance and wonder” Twirls of yellow and blue Danced in my eyes I saw bright wonders Held in secrets Hidden in the carters of the moon I saw Van Gogh’s starry night I saw wonder You saw thought Maybe that’s why We both fought You dictated facts I dictated imagination You were science And I was art But we smashed into each other Causing another galaxy to form Where art and science Did not belong
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Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:34 PM UTC
art vs. science
It's 11:57 and I want to text you I just want to talk to you so badly And I can't believe my love Has been reduced to a few pixelated words that appear on your phone screen But it's 11:57 And I want to text you I want to text you But these numbers seem too familiar Instead of texting you I'm trying to decode 11:57 11? 11 That's how many pieces of chocolate you bought me for no reason After I told you months ago What my favorite type was I remember you handed me the box Saying "Chocolates for the sweetest girl in the world" They tasted like **** But we're the best thing I ever ate Because they came from you Except now Any chocolate I eat Doesn't remind me of you anymore 5 That's how many times you traced my lips With your index finger As if the outlines defining my lips Was a map to your way home But little did I know That you had built Many other places You called "home" Soon after I made my "home" too Not on anyone But in the comfort of my own self So I wouldn't be destroyed once again 7? 7 7! That's how many beauty marks Cover my face And that's how many times You used to kiss my face I told you I thought they made me look no better than any other girl But you told me each one made me Look so beautiful Its just skin The beauty marks are skin It's always been skin It's good skin No matter what metaphor you compared it to It's 11:57 And I want to text you But I'm not And never will.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
11:57 PM
a boy with eyes as green as the sea in July is kissing my neck and all I can do is look up at the ceiling that's white as the color brings me back to the night the moonlight shone through my bedroom window and you were next to me, whispering all the reasons why you loved me and the words are ringing in my head as I'm kissing the sea green eyed boy and that's when I realized I'll ever get over you
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 5:06 PM UTC
green eyes
As the clock struck 12 I didn't wish you Happy New Year Because I no longer wanted you In my life
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 10:24 PM UTC
Untitled
He wore a cross around his neck His touch sure felt like God And his kisses were sweet as heaven But I'm pretty sure He believed in the cross on his skin More than he believed in me.
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Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
cross
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A BOY WHO COULDN'T EVEN LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND I DON'T KNOW WHY. IT'S 1AM AND I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU AND THE WORDS WON'T STOP COMING OUT OF ME AND I CANT STOP THE THOUGHTS ABOUT YOU OR YOUR TOUCH OR HOW YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME. YOU TOLD ME I WAS BEAUTIFUL AND I WAS BETTER THAN ANY STAR IN THE SKY AND MAYBE THAT'S WHY I CAN'T STOP WRITING ABOUT STARS BECAUSE YOU SAID I WAS JUST LIKE THEM AND OH GOD MAYBE I'M NOT OVER YOU BUT BREAKING MY TEETH ON ***** BOTTLES DIDN'T HELP AND KISSING ANOTHER PAIR OF LIPS DIDN'T HELP AND OH GOD MAYBE I'M NOT OVER YOU BUT THE WORDS ARE COMING OUT AND MAYBE I NEED YOU BUT MAYBE I DON'T I'M NOT SO SURE ANYMORE BECAUSE NOWADAYS WHO IS. WE JUST USE PEOPLE FOR WHAT WE WANT AND I CAN'T BREATHE BECAUSE YOU USED ME LIKE YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T AND MAYBE WE BREAK PROMISES BECAUSE WE FORGET ABOUT THEM AND ONLY REALIZE WE DID IT WHEN IT WAS TOO LATE. I CAN'T STOP THE WORDS AND THEY DON'T MAKE SENSE ANYMORE BUT I FEEL STUPID CRYING OVER YOU AND AT TIMES I WISH I NEVER MET YOU BUT YOU WERE THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME GOD I LOVE YOU AND GETTING OVER YOU I'M SORRY.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
1AM THOUGHTS
I am so tired writing about you I no longer want this pen To form words to describe you anymore I don't want to think about you And how much you hurt me How you hurt me Even though you knew I loved you I still do And I wish I was over you already For every breathe hurts And every thought is still consumed by you I don't want to write about you anymore
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC
you
I listened to my friends, and took 3 shots they said it would make me forget about you but it seems while I'm still intoxicated all I can think about is you sober or not it's always you
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 6:49 PM UTC
inside
If I could stay out here forever, I would. I would lie on the grass and look up at the stars, Amazed by their beauty And how they always keep the lonely company. If I could stay out here forever, I would. The moon would stare back at me, All in its glowing light, Remaining silent forever. If I could stay out here forever, I would. With you right by my side, Everything would seem so much bigger and brighter. But you burned out long ago, And now I stare at the stars, Wondering when you burned out and left, For the stars keep always reminded me, Being alone is not a bad thing.
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 6:25 PM UTC
If I Could Stay Out Here Forever