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Alice Jul 2019
i suppose it's sad
The business of open hearts
so many just leave

shield me from the world
never let go of my hand
keep me in your heart

but i'm too naive
you hurt me, i'm still bleeding
i believed in you

the expectations
the small hope of you and i
has strayed too far

i'm self-destructive
if i push you away, please
don't listen to me

erase the sadness
cleanse this ungodly pain
i can't breathe alone

i let you back in
even though it's so stupid
i still missed your voice

i just wanted love
why is it so hard for me
no one feels like home

how do i let go
give back the heart i wanted
it can't be too late

i taught you of these
these demons i hold inside
yet, you stayed

there's no oxygen
my lungs are burning, and i
can't say anything
Alice Jul 2019
i could build a cathedral

out of all the words i

want to wrap you in and

kiss upon your lips


i could construct villages

out of all the hopes i

keep sacredly out of

reach


i could fill a mausoleum

with all the promises

i have received with open arms

only for them to leave me

just as those who gifted them


i could write cities and forests

and galaxies into existence

using only the words that

come to mind when i hear your voice

or when i feel the gentle comfort of

your breath intermixing with mine

when our universes are only a few

heartbeats away from colliding


i could build a life with you

and that’s what leaves me speechless

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