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  Mar 20 Mystic
intimacy is
intricate, the
closer I get the
more complex
the maze
we are standing
still in a pool of
memories and
piranhas staring
and touching
and ignoring the
I want my heart
to be soft and
malleable in your
hands but your
callouses are rough
and my patience is
wearing thin;
will you let me be yours
will you let the pain
be mine?
I’m scared
Mystic Mar 15


Crumbled feelings afloat

With no course and no role

But only a torment in memory
Mystic Mar 14
Tonight, I know all
but my mind serves me no more
Nor does my heart
Only truth remains, conscious of everything in every detail
moreso the consequence of my ill-fated love to you
It has ground me to ash
and summoned a draught that takes with it any chance we had

So this is what it has come to--tonight
The night I become aware
of my false amends
and wasted breath
"I'll love you till the end"
  Mar 14 Mystic
There are so many things I wish for
Its a very long list

I wish I had more time
But time is not anyone's friend

I wish I was taller
But I always fall short

I wish I had more
But I always lack

I wish for a smile on my face
But all thats there are tears

I wish I didn't have to leave
But you know it was for the better

I wish I could reach out to you
But will you take my hand?

I wish I could be there
But I am oceans away

I wish, I wish
I can only wish

I wish you the happiest of happiness
The kind where you don't have to tear me apart
Mystic Mar 12
A pearless clam
wants only closure
For with his heart he perceived life in the grandest of lights
And from it was an allure that was also his end
Mystic Feb 25
Dexterous hands, unmoving stare to your screen
gulp then sip your steaming cup of tea
through that stray strand of hair
Did it never heed?
Reward the waiter's cliché stance for a tip
with an exasperated sigh
Tire in the morning?
Now I know what you'll have for supper
All in ten minutes before you leave
I watch you through my stitch
edging closer to notable madness

But I'm okay with it
Mystic Feb 18
I love you
and I am sorry
Are three words
that are said too much
and could never weigh enough
to fill
the void I burrowed in you.

I'm still hopeful :)

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