nicole-gaudiano - Hello Poetry

You are like a deep breath After spending years gasping for air You are the brightest of days After weathering months of storms You are peace after a seemingly never ending war But you’re not the air I breathe I can do that on my own But how nice is it to know that your breath can be synonymous with my own To know this is ours to share

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Aug 30, 2020

Aug 30, 2020 at 10:42 PM UTC

Air

You are like a deep breath After spending years gasping for air You are the brightest of days After weathering months of storms You are peace after a seemingly never ending war But you’re not the air I breathe I can do that on my own But how nice is it to know that your breath can be synonymous with my own To know this is ours to share

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We were the greatest love story of all time A true tragedy, not ever really standing a chance But the fireworks! The showmanship! It was truly a sight to be seen But no one, absolutely no one could have guessed we ended like this Just a story Something to be admired for a moment in time The fireworks fade The show ends

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Apr 2, 2020

Apr 2, 2020 at 4:28 PM UTC

Of All Time

We were the greatest love story of all time A true tragedy, not ever really standing a chance But the fireworks! The showmanship! It was truly a sight to be seen But no one, absolutely no one could have guessed we ended like this Just a story Something to be admired for a moment in time The fireworks fade The show ends

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Every exhale, a little bit of you leaves me. Like poison leaving my body. Every day, it gets a little easier to breathe again. I don’t know how long I’ve spent holding my breath. But I feel it. I feel the air fill my lungs. I feel myself learn how to breathe again. To be me again. At one point I thought you were the air. It turns out you were the smoke that filled my lungs.

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Mar 25, 2020

Mar 25, 2020 at 12:58 AM UTC

Smoke

Every exhale, a little bit of you leaves me. Like poison leaving my body. Every day, it gets a little easier to breathe again. I don’t know how long I’ve spent holding my breath. But I feel it. I feel the air fill my lungs. I feel myself learn how to breathe again. To be me again. At one point I thought you were the air. It turns out you were the smoke that filled my lungs.

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t’s funny how things never change We think we’re changing But we’re not The circumstances change The environment can change But we, who we are, does not And that’s why it will always be the little things What you see is what you get It’s not that you refused to give me what I needed from you You were never able to from the start

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Mar 19, 2020

Mar 19, 2020 at 4:03 PM UTC

2:54 AM

t’s funny how things never change We think we’re changing But we’re not The circumstances change The environment can change But we, who we are, does not And that’s why it will always be the little things What you see is what you get It’s not that you refused to give me what I needed from you You were never able to from the start

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You’re constantly told to move forward Move on to the next thing Whether that be a day or a new chapter in your life And I understand, I should keep moving forward But all this moving is making me sick I can’t stop it

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Apr 11, 2018

Apr 11, 2018 at 11:30 PM UTC

Moving

You’re constantly told to move forward Move on to the next thing Whether that be a day or a new chapter in your life And I understand, I should keep moving forward But all this moving is making me sick I can’t stop it

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It is true, pure irony what this life has managed to become in such a short period of time. My thoughts race, and race. I can't help but ask myself Here? Again? How did I manage to spend a year dreaming Only to be rudely woken up from the bliss I immersed myself in And find me in the Exact Same Spot. You were like a dream And I woke up.

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Sep 16, 2017

Sep 16, 2017 at 10:56 PM UTC

Irony

It is true, pure irony what this life has managed to become in such a short period of time. My thoughts race, and race. I can't help but ask myself Here? Again? How did I manage to spend a year dreaming Only to be rudely woken up from the bliss I immersed myself in And find me in the Exact Same Spot. You were like a dream And I woke up.

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A year ago Can you believe? Already a year has passed I survived the turmoil and trauma A pain I cannot even begin to fathom today For that, I am stronger A summer ago I had sworn you off You came back Can you believe? I was filled with caution and fear and light A friend had returned For that, I am kinder A season ago The leaves were falling as was I Can you believe? I understood the capacity of what I feel for you A capacity I cannot even fathom today For that, I am lighter A month ago Can you believe? Already a month has passed I grew in the love and warmth you interlaced between our fingers I was filled with laughter and comfort For that, I am happier

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Mar 16, 2017

Mar 16, 2017 at 11:33 PM UTC

Can you Believe?

A year ago Can you believe? Already a year has passed I survived the turmoil and trauma A pain I cannot even begin to fathom today For that, I am stronger A summer ago I had sworn you off You came back Can you believe? I was filled with caution and fear and light A friend had returned For that, I am kinder A season ago The leaves were falling as was I Can you believe? I understood the capacity of what I feel for you A capacity I cannot even fathom today For that, I am lighter A month ago Can you believe? Already a month has passed I grew in the love and warmth you interlaced between our fingers I was filled with laughter and comfort For that, I am happier

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The fact is It doesn’t matter whether you knew it was going to happen or not To live with the idea “It wouldn’t have hurt this bad if I had only seen it coming” Is truly a false one It doesn’t matter It doesn’t matter It doesn’t matter The fact is It happened It's done It's gone And you are still left with yourself It will always be Just you And yourself This is the only promise life will keep

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Jan 19, 2017

Jan 19, 2017 at 1:29 AM UTC

Facts

The fact is It doesn’t matter whether you knew it was going to happen or not To live with the idea “It wouldn’t have hurt this bad if I had only seen it coming” Is truly a false one It doesn’t matter It doesn’t matter It doesn’t matter The fact is It happened It's done It's gone And you are still left with yourself It will always be Just you And yourself This is the only promise life will keep

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And then she smiled I didn't think it was possible And I really don't know why it never occurred to me The possibility of her ultimate happiness was a foreign concept I suppose But look, look at her now It's finally complete He came home

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Nov 11, 2016

Nov 11, 2016 at 3:45 AM UTC

What a Thought

And then she smiled I didn't think it was possible And I really don't know why it never occurred to me The possibility of her ultimate happiness was a foreign concept I suppose But look, look at her now It's finally complete He came home

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I thought it would be worse. The pain of you not being here, physically present. I assumed this would be the worst of it. I could not have been more wrong. The worst part is getting a taste. Getting a taste of what was What could be What will be But not now I think the pain after the fact After knowing what you are like With me To know how wonderful existing together is Only to have it taken away The pain of missing you is near unbearable After all I feel it in my bones.

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Aug 29, 2016

Aug 29, 2016 at 2:32 AM UTC

I Feel it in My Bones

I thought it would be worse. The pain of you not being here, physically present. I assumed this would be the worst of it. I could not have been more wrong. The worst part is getting a taste. Getting a taste of what was What could be What will be But not now I think the pain after the fact After knowing what you are like With me To know how wonderful existing together is Only to have it taken away The pain of missing you is near unbearable After all I feel it in my bones.

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