laura-claes - Hello Poetry

I find myself wanting again those pretty dark green bedsheets You may think of it as materialism but I feel in this a hunger for life to want to live again. L.C.

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Oct 26, 2025

Oct 26, 2025 at 9:22 PM UTC

To feel again

I find myself wanting again those pretty dark green bedsheets You may think of it as materialism but I feel in this a hunger for life to want to live again. L.C.

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I want to make it work but maybe I try too hard Maybe I love too hard I’m good at loving you when we’re okay but oh God when we’re not All I do is beg you to stay. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:53 AM UTC

I should let you go

I want to make it work but maybe I try too hard Maybe I love too hard I’m good at loving you when we’re okay but oh God when we’re not All I do is beg you to stay. L.C.

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Let’s see what happens if you keep pushing me away You’ll still want me but I'll be gone some day. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:48 AM UTC

I'll leave this way

Let’s see what happens if you keep pushing me away You’ll still want me but I'll be gone some day. L.C.

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All this time I was blind from the day you came in till the day you walked out of my life I was so foolishly in love with you. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:41 AM UTC

Me fool

All this time I was blind from the day you came in till the day you walked out of my life I was so foolishly in love with you. L.C.

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I deeply enjoy it when you say we are more alike than we know and I hope we really are because if you feel the same as I do our love is nothing but true. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:33 AM UTC

The neverending hope

I deeply enjoy it when you say we are more alike than we know and I hope we really are because if you feel the same as I do our love is nothing but true. L.C.

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I look back now and I’m not surprised I felt this way so often unsure of your feelings unsure of a future with me You said you were sure but you were not I saw it in your eyes heard it in your voice noticed it in the way you treated hid and hit me sometimes I was always just an option. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:29 AM UTC

I was always just an option

I look back now and I’m not surprised I felt this way so often unsure of your feelings unsure of a future with me You said you were sure but you were not I saw it in your eyes heard it in your voice noticed it in the way you treated hid and hit me sometimes I was always just an option. L.C.

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You asked me and I said I didn’t but I do tell my friends about you I do because I’m totally in love with you. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:12 AM UTC

I tell everyone about you

You asked me and I said I didn’t but I do tell my friends about you I do because I’m totally in love with you. L.C.

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The restlessness of my mind has caused me many struggles but it has also revealed many truths. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:07 AM UTC

Oh my restlessness

The restlessness of my mind has caused me many struggles but it has also revealed many truths. L.C.

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I often wrote poetry to express the loneliness of a love that wasn’t right Now that I’m alone I journal instead just daily thoughts without chasing depth Maybe I’ll never want to write poems again Maybe I just want to journal out of a calm love that feels true and share a gentler kind of depth with you. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 9:03 AM UTC

A gentle kind of depth

I often wrote poetry to express the loneliness of a love that wasn’t right Now that I’m alone I journal instead just daily thoughts without chasing depth Maybe I’ll never want to write poems again Maybe I just want to journal out of a calm love that feels true and share a gentler kind of depth with you. L.C.

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It seems you can’t stand me what I say, what I do You just can’t stand it because it’s me I don’t understand why you’re still here if you feel such a strong urge to constantly disagree. L.C.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 8:48 AM UTC

Why do you stay?

It seems you can’t stand me what I say, what I do You just can’t stand it because it’s me I don’t understand why you’re still here if you feel such a strong urge to constantly disagree. L.C.

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