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A little girl asked me today,
With her eyes full of hope,
and her face like a dove.

She asked, "Please, I need to ask...
What is the meaning of Love?"

I told her to ask me anything else,
anything but that.

I looked her in the eyes, so innocent and kind.
I could not tell her if I wanted to
She was still yet too young,
with yet too much to go through

Love's for dreamers,
for it really doesn't exist
but in fairy tales and storybooks
and these stupid fat myths.

The true meaning of love?
If you listen I'll say,
But for you romantics out there,
I beg you not to stay.

Love is nothing but an illusion
It messes with your heart
and messes up your brain.
It's nothing but sleepless nights
and causes nothing but endless pain.

It's an ever-growing fire
that's meant to be admired
and cause odd desires
in empty souls just trying to belong
in this empty world of liars.

It consumes you
and spits you out,
till nothing's truly left,
but the ashes of a broken soul
and promises never meant to be kept.
We laid there
In silence
I could feel your pain
I could feel your hurt
You called it numb
You were lying
I held you
I watched you
I could see your heartbeat on your neck
It was slow
Mine was fast
I knew what was coming
I knew you couldn't say it
So I asked you
"Is this what you need?"
"What?" You replied
You knew
I knew
We both knew
"I know this is what you want but it is what you need?"
You were honest
You need to take care of yourself
So do I
I understand
It still hurts
But I understand
I got a lump in my throat
My chest got tight
"I don't want to hurt you"
Your sweet words struck right through me
"I'm not mad"
"I get it"
I knew you couldn't say it
That's why I asked
I walk you out
And it's freezing
But I needed that hug
That hug meant so much
You make me go inside because I'm shivering
I don't think it's from the cold
I look back
"Can I kiss you?"
You let me
You drive home
"Hey I'm home"
I'm glad yourself
I'm not
I'm not safe from myself
Everything is blurry
I never expected this
I never expected it to hurt like this

Who knew someone could break your heart in 13 days?

At least I'll win the bet...
I don't wanna win
I want you

a.a.
 Dec 2016 Unnoticed Notes
abby
Here you are again
puffy eyes, dried tears
What was it this time?
You think maybe it's just the usual
maybe you're overreacting
but that doesn't explain
the heaviness in your heart
the exhaustion in your breathe
the feeling of loss
over and over
There's no excuse
for feeling so small
in a place where
there should be magic

Everything seems so dark  
but you have to know
that you are not the rain
nor the thunder
you are the sun
and the sun still rises  
You can't always shine
you have to let darkness
take over for a little while
so your light can shine brighter
than you knew it could

What you don't realize is that
you've already lost him
Now it's time to find yourself
"He's very dreamy, but he is not the sun. You are."
 Dec 2016 Unnoticed Notes
Allison
I know beautiful words in my brain but I don't know how to say them.
I dream of changing the world with my actions but I don't know how to do them.
I desire an immaculate form of love but I don't know how to find it.
I wish to make art for a living but I don't know how to support myself.
I want to change someone's life but I don't know how to influence people.

It's okay I will continue to sit here and be a useless student.

A student who wishes to learn how to make the world love me.
Music pounds through the speakers.
I try to forget.
I'd do anything to make your ghost go away.
Right now I'm trying to drink you away.
tomorrow for all I know it might be pills.
I'm kind of scared where this will end.
I'm almost not afraid to die and that scares me worse.
Hopeless nights of our lungs giving out. Last July, you promised this would all stop.

But here I am. Grasping the bed sheets wondering where you are? Do you want to be with me?

When you're alone you call me and kiss my face. I give in again.

But tonight is different the despair had won this race of lies. I'm tired of competing when I'm never gonna qualify.
 Dec 2016 Unnoticed Notes
Hannah
It's winter again.
That time of year
when I fall victim
to my hopeless
melancholy.
What eases the pain?
Pouring my soul
onto paper at 3am,
while you softly
sleep next to me,
completely oblivious
to the catastrophe
laying beside you
and of course,
alcohol.
In my thoughts  I scream
don't look at me
no
don't look at me
no
don't look at me the outside -- serene

In my head I dread
Inside my head I dread
Please don't look at me
don't look at me
you're looking at the living dead.

Where do we go when no one knows
where we are?

In my thoughts I scream.
Don't look at me.
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