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wanderingsoul34
wanderingsoul34
summer is bae! ;)
We're all alone here watching the stars twinkle into existence. As minute by minute our hands gradually close the distance. We're laying here on our sides, our bodies slowly going numb. Our lips whispering sweet nothings, waiting on the sun to come. Press your hands to my chest and feel my heart beat faster. Then speak and heal my broken soul with words like plaster. Let our hearts beat in sync as we watch morning arrive. I close my eyes and won't forget this feeling, I finally feel alive.
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Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 9:37 PM UTC
Alive
**** yourself, you're ugly"; it's just another day of high school. "This place would be much better without you, so just disappear". It's nothing but a playground where the popular kids rule. So what do you say? Let's pack our bags and get out of here. With my lips softly pressed against yours, ignoring your father as your eyes lock on mine, glistening and speckled with blue hinting at the possibilities of more than this place can offer so let's just drive, and leave this small town in the rearview.
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Aug 26, 2017
Aug 26, 2017 at 12:33 PM UTC
Drive
So there's this girl; pretty, gorgeous and nice. Her eyes crinkle when she smiles genuinely and I hope she knows her beauty eventually. Because she has a pure soul that can entice. There's this girl, whose favorite color is blue. Who stays up past midnight to finish a book and then falls asleep in her own comfy nook. Tiredly waking to a pale dawn covered in dew. There's this girl, that takes up all of my time. Who lights up my phone all hours of the day and expects a paragrapth on the 28th of May. So there's this girl, this girl that I call mine.
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Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 1:58 PM UTC
So There's This Girl
Don't leave her, even when she gets moody. Because she's too proud to admit how much she needs you, how much your words mean to her. Especially at 3am behind closed doors. Choose to stay, even when she tells you to go. Because she's afraid of opening up to people, scared of trusting only to end up being used. Stay. Because she's terrified of being alone. And when you tell her you love her, mean it. Because you have the power to shatter her, to break her into a million fragile pieces. So don't lie to her. Ever.
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May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 6:13 PM UTC
How to Save a Life
Falling is easy, Especially when infatuated. Infatuation causes a false sense of trust. So you allow yourself to fall, Thinking that someone of interest Would catch you. But they expect you to catch them. And sooner or later, The weight of each other is too much. They weren't actually ready to care for someone else, You cared too much. You were a means to an end to them. Whether it be you were good for their ego, Or you were an ****** just waiting to happen, You didn't actually matter. Don't worry. I get it. I've been there, too. Falling is easy. But flying is harder. Flying is a choice. It is making the conscious decision to let go, To jump that cliff. It's having enough control not to tense up Every muscle in your body, And brace for the inevitable impact. Here's a secret, though: The impact isn't inevitable. Because when you fly, you're carrying your own weight. And when you feel yourself faltering, you have someone who is flying with you, Who will make sure you don't hit the ground, And you'll do the same for them. Because you care so much, And even though you know the pain of losing them would be mostly temporary, You also know it would permanently damage parts of you. But, surprise, surprise! They feel the same way. You're more than hormones and pheromones and all kinds of other types of moans. You make them a better person, By being their best friend and so much more. And trust me, Flying is harder than falling. You have to weather through storm after storm, And cloudy days, And lightning and thunder, And lots of rain. But you can do it, For yourself. For them. For both of you, together. Because, I guess the whole point is: Falling is infatuation. Flying is love. And while falling is easy, Flying is much better.
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Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
When You Fall/When You Fly
Falling is easy, Especially when infatuated. Infatuation causes a false sense of trust. So you allow yourself to fall, Thinking that someone of interest Would catch you. But they expect you to catch them. And sooner or later, The weight of each other is too much. They weren't actually ready to care for someone else, You cared too much. You were a means to an end to them. Whether it be you were good for their ego, Or you were an ****** just waiting to happen, You didn't actually matter. Don't worry. I get it. I've been there, too. Falling is easy. But flying is harder. Flying is a choice. It is making the conscious decision to let go, To jump that cliff. It's having enough control not to tense up Every muscle in your body, And brace for the inevitable impact. Here's a secret, though: The impact isn't inevitable. Because when you fly, you're carrying your own weight. And when you feel yourself faltering, you have someone who is flying with you, Who will make sure you don't hit the ground, And you'll do the same for them. Because you care so much, And even though you know the pain of losing them would be mostly temporary, You also know it would permanently damage parts of you. But, surprise, surprise! They feel the same way. You're more than hormones and pheromones and all kinds of other types of moans. You make them a better person, By being their best friend and so much more. And trust me, Flying is harder than falling. You have to weather through storm after storm, And cloudy days, And lightning and thunder, And lots of rain. But you can do it, For yourself. For them. For both of you, together. Because, I guess the whole point is: Falling is infatuation. Flying is love. And while falling is easy, Flying is much better.
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here i am floating not on a cloud not carried by space dust but floating on my own caught in between two sides: i'm not happy and i'm not sad i'm growing older but i want to stay young i want to be foolish but wise and soon i have to go but i don't want to leave yet is it so hard for time to slow down?
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Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 9:25 PM UTC
floating
In that moment you were all I could ever ask for but your eyes looked away, you refused to see. You said this wasn't what you wanted anymore and you turned and left, did you ever need me? With each step, memories of us began to flow free from our first date just wandering around the mall to our last date where we kissed in the Autumn fall. How meaningless it all was, did you ever love me?
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 11:06 PM UTC
Did You Ever
Past her fake smile she was a wilting flower, her color fading with every passing second. Alone in the abyss swallowed by shadows slowly suffocating and dying by the hour. Each petal a fragment of her broken heart left to gently fall one by one. Hidden and tucked away out of sight on the top shelf because he preferred daffodils over roses.
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Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 7:11 PM UTC
Flowers
You are warmth You are light You are strong You are brave, But you don't have to be. You don't have to be, Not with me. And i am fearful, And i am shaking and shaky. And i hate saying it, But i am fragile and scared, But not in the way you see me as. I can be stronger I can stand taller I can be brave. If only for you. You called me a thief, but i'm just a survivor, I'm a fighter. I've spent my years Fighting for my life Or fighting for nothing, And they ended up being The same. Because i came out Swinging, And though i was A little less Than the best, I came out with a black eye And a split lip. You, being the light that drives me Should be aware That though I love you so, I'm stronger than you know.
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Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
Thoughts and pain in my wrist
Some people wish to be loved by all and beautiful while others wish for a plane to Paris or wherever and some, a relationship where you push and pull but only a couple wish for happiness, for a forever. A forever of moments and diamond lined memories. A forever with endless tranquil midnight adventures and sunsets spent being goofy in the summer breeze. A forever of laughing and having fun till time blurs and taking perfect pictures till our heartbeats freeze. A forever for just us and wherever the wind ventures.
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 6:09 AM UTC
A Forever