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blackbiird Mar 2019
fragile , white~dusted fragments
of my heart on the ground
where you walked on it
like chalk dust.
blackbiird Mar 2019

my worst day with you is
better than my best day without you.

blackbiird Mar 2019

a word is a poem.
a line is a poem.
a thought is a poem.
a poem is whatever you want it to be.
a poem can be that love note
that you leave on your crush's locker.
a poem can be that lonely 3 a.m thought
that you can't seem to get out of your head.
a poem could be the most profund thing
or the most simple thing.

that "thing" is not for others to decide
but for you to decide for yourself.

a poem is what you make of it.

blackbiird Mar 2019
never date a poet because they’ll
expose your lies with the stroke
of a pen and leave you to bleed out
your sorrows.
blackbiird Mar 2019
i love you.
ti amo
je t'aime.
Wǒ ài nǐ
я тебе люблю
te amo.
Я люблю тебя
jag älskar dig
kocham Cię

no matter what language,
love is beautiful.
blackbiird Mar 2019

is it weird that I can
see the ghost of you
in this empty apartment?

is it weird that I keep playing
your voicemail before I go to sleep at night?

(I can't help it, your voice comforts me)

is it weird that i can still
taste the cherry cola on your lips
as we shared our final kiss?

is it weird that you've moved on
yet I'm still lying in bed wondering
if you're awake thinking of me too?

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