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whitney
whitney
And then there was you.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:08 AM UTC
There Were Others
Wake with me in the early morning when the breeze rustles over our slumbering selves cooing at us gingerly from afar as if we were newly born-tender and soft awake in an unfamiliar world Explore with me childlike in curiosity and wonder let us map the curves of our skin with the breathe of gentle fingers whisper forgotten secrets down the length of our bodies until we are nothing but shivers and sighs Drink with me let us taste the bitter remnants of our adolescent memories swallowed down like pills unsweetened- with morning coffee and stale toast kiss them away until they are ghosts hanging in the draft
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
Good Morning
I desire the sighs that escape your lips high pitched almost feminine let me entice them from your body lips grazing over parched skin Why would God label such as a sin
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 9:52 PM UTC
The Sin
I just want to bend together like a jigsaw puzzle Lose track of which leg is yours and which arm is mine I'm fine if I don't remember everything when I wake up as long as when I do you're there, someone's there to watch over me. Take care of me and pretend like whatever I did the night before will cease to exist that I will continue life pretending whatever last night was didn't happen. Because that's the beauty in those nights when you lose track of it all when you let your mind fall and you pretend and hope someone might catch you and for a moment they do they hold out their hand and you feel their fingertips slip through your hair just long enough for you to feel that they're there and then you hit it. You wake up in the morning and live your life like nothing ever happened. Like nothing ever did happen. And sometimes it's sad to forget. But the most beautiful things were never meant to stay.
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 3:03 AM UTC
Last Night
Traveling in a sea Of heads and bodies Not sure where I'm going but Hoping I'll get there I'm just me And there are 7 billion mes so How special am I really? Just another face in a crowd Wandering around Another me in a sea of mes Hoping I'll get somewhere.
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Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 12:37 AM UTC
I am a Me
I fell in love with our story, and I thought I fell in love with you too. The best love stories can take you anywhere, even places where you were never meant to go. I'm so, so sorry.
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 2:53 AM UTC
The Best Love Stories
Winter whispers to me as I walk The trees hang ridged frozen in time unaware that life continues to pass them by they do not change much in the wintertime. My footsteps are familiar to the sidewalk that is why I don't make much sound when I walk to my coffee shop Yes, my coffee shop. My gloves are not slippery enough to slip when I turn the **** open the door the air inside is warm.
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Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 1:46 AM UTC
Winter is Cold
If I could ask for one thing in my life One thing only I would wish that one day I will fall in love with someone who loves me back whether it is born from the darkest coldest depths of sorrow when winter is every where and trees hang above you like a bad oman whether it is when you least expect it in your favorite coffee shop or the one you've never been to before hunched over a computer screen like the workaholic you know you are whether it is in the most romantic place in the world on top of the Eiffel Tower arguing over an engagement or a birthday it doesn't matter as long as we both love deeply and strongly as long as we are best friends partners in crime as long as every moment together is cherished no matter how long we have. Please, let us love unconditionally.
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Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 1:41 AM UTC
Unconditionally
The world is not meant to be seen as what it is, but as what it has the potential to be.
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Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 3:06 AM UTC
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I can not voice or write What it feels like to be betrayed by The man you trusted mor than any Human being in the world You watched yourselves grow old together In your dreams You named your future children together You faced the world together and That was the only thing that mattered Being hand in hand No distance was far enough our fingers Could still grasp at each other At the idea we would matter to one another Forever Forever is shorter than we think Especially on the day we grow up And realize what they've been telling us all these years Love Love is a lie And if it is real it is sly and mischievous Unforgiving and unkind It blows my mind how people can Lie and Lie and Lie Lie Lie Lie Every words of trust Every moment of vulnerability will only ever be rewarded with Disappointment In another for letting you down In yourself for being naïve enough to believe it could have ever ended different.
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Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 3:02 AM UTC
Forever is Shorter Than We Think