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Alias Oct 2018
I still find
Strands of your hair
In between the sheets
Where our love once stood.
It's all I have left of you.
Since you went away.
Alias Sep 2018
If I was a plant,
Then she'd be the sun.
I'd thrive in her warmth
And when she was away
I'd mourn the loss of her
I'd grow
To be nearer
To her warm rays
If I was a plant
I'd be a flower
Blooming,
When graced with her presence
Hiding
When she left.
If I was a flower
I'd be a sun flower
Growing closer to her by the day
For only her warm glow
Could cause me to grow.
And if I was a human
I'd yearn
To feel her warmth
I'd live
To see her smile
And I'd love
Every moment.
Shes my sun
And i
Am her flower
Alias Sep 2018
The monster watches me,
Carefully,
From the corner of the room
In the midst if the staring contest
Loneliness grabs me by the throat.
What are you waiting for?
Message her
No.
Message her
She doesnt want me to.
Message Her
She doesnt want me.
MESSAGE HER.
NO.
It tightens it's grip,
You have nobody.
I know.
Once she's gone, this is it.
I know.
You're going to lose everyone.
I know.
Were going to be best friends.
i know
Alias Sep 2018
You tell me
You need space,
As if I'm the lonely vacuum,
And you're an astronaut
Without a helmet.

Simply put,
You wish to be away
You want to breathe.
But honey,
You are already the sun.
And I, Pluto.

You've pushed me so far away
Yet I revolve around you
Just the same
I beg of you
Let me in again.
Dont send me away
I cant stand another orbit apart.

You give me Life.
Alias Sep 2018
My anxiety,
It keeps me up at night
A constant circle of what ifs
And you should'ves
My inner voice
Grows louder the more I struggle against it
Screaming.
Pinning me to the mattress
It tells me
I'm not good enough
Its laughs at me
You dont deserve her
It grabs me by the throat
You deserve it.
It presses harder
They're better off without you
I force it off
I stare into its eyes
You're wrong.
Alias Sep 2018
I wipe her hair out of her face,
As she lays next to me
The moonlight dancing on her skin.
Her soft breathing
Is a comfort,
Pushing and pulling the energy in the room
Like the waves by the moon.
So many stars dance around her but
She
She.
Is the main attraction.
With eyes like galaxies
And skin soft as stardust
She commands a room,
With the aura of a lunar eclipse.
I hold her
Drifting into the stars around her
I smile.
For she is the only thing I know,
More beautiful,
Than a full moon.

— The End —