somewhereinthesie - Hello Poetry

it's been 3 months but I'm stagnant and stuck somewhere between crafting texts I can't dare myself to send so you'll never read and finding peace in knowing that everyday you choose absence, silence, and avoidance when I let you go, I stopped calculating the chances you'd retrace the footsteps you left when walking away from me. and healing is time. you even told me "it just takes time". we both lost a friend, that maybe we should've found by now but it's been 3 months and I'm nothing more than somewhere between the words on my lips reading "I miss you" and the tip of my tongue saying "I wish I never knew you"

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Nov 9, 2020

Nov 9, 2020 at 10:44 PM UTC

somewhere between

it's been 3 months but I'm stagnant and stuck somewhere between crafting texts I can't dare myself to send so you'll never read and finding peace in knowing that everyday you choose absence, silence, and avoidance when I let you go, I stopped calculating the chances you'd retrace the footsteps you left when walking away from me. and healing is time. you even told me "it just takes time". we both lost a friend, that maybe we should've found by now but it's been 3 months and I'm nothing more than somewhere between the words on my lips reading "I miss you" and the tip of my tongue saying "I wish I never knew you"

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Tell me what it's like to feel the rays of the sun and its unending will to keep you warm to have the protection of concrete, refusing to crack despite your friction to know there is a lighthouse waiting, happy to be a reminder of home and still shout: "it's not enough" please, can you tell me what it's like to seek every buoy in an ocean and insist that it only makes you drown to mistake the comfort in a candle's flame for a house fire's burn to nurture the flower that brightens a room while asking it to whither and at the top of your lungs scream: "you're too much"

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Oct 22, 2019

Oct 22, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC

Tell Me What It's Like

Tell me what it's like to feel the rays of the sun and its unending will to keep you warm to have the protection of concrete, refusing to crack despite your friction to know there is a lighthouse waiting, happy to be a reminder of home and still shout: "it's not enough" please, can you tell me what it's like to seek every buoy in an ocean and insist that it only makes you drown to mistake the comfort in a candle's flame for a house fire's burn to nurture the flower that brightens a room while asking it to whither and at the top of your lungs scream: "you're too much"

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I want to fall into you, but you'd rather ****** into me. And that may be reconcilable for a second or two or three. You turn late nights into later mornings--somewhere exploring skin as if there's no one else, daring me to bring earthquakes to our footing on common ground that makes me want to crash into you. Yet you only plunge into me for an hour or two or three. And I still push closed doors open in my hopeful head while you can't conceive the thought of us-- or even me-- without the sheets from my bed

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Nov 10, 2018

Nov 10, 2018 at 1:56 AM UTC

myles away

I want to fall into you, but you'd rather ****** into me. And that may be reconcilable for a second or two or three. You turn late nights into later mornings--somewhere exploring skin as if there's no one else, daring me to bring earthquakes to our footing on common ground that makes me want to crash into you. Yet you only plunge into me for an hour or two or three. And I still push closed doors open in my hopeful head while you can't conceive the thought of us-- or even me-- without the sheets from my bed

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I used to love the way you'd say my name Like you knew me And now I hate the way you say my name. You never really knew me As more than a convenience. Now I'm just your inconvenience. You say it's growing up When I'm shrinking down.

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Nov 8, 2018

Nov 8, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC

growing up

I used to love the way you'd say my name Like you knew me And now I hate the way you say my name. You never really knew me As more than a convenience. Now I'm just your inconvenience. You say it's growing up When I'm shrinking down.

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