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Alias Oct 2018
I am the fire to your water
So apart, yet seemingly interconnected
If you are the beat then I am the lyrics
To the song of our lives
So I will be the day and you the night
Me the sun and you the moon
You be the whisper and I’ll be the laughter
And we can bond over a smile
Come to me my love
Lets rule the world for just one more day
Alias Oct 2018
The sun will relentlessly continue to rise
The earth will unabatingly continue to turn
And I will continue to live full of love  Despite it all
Alias Oct 2018
i hate,
just how much hope
ones heart can hold

the way you can stay,
optimistic
when the world,
seemed to have looked the other way

there will always be hope in my heart
even if i don’t want it there
even if i don’t recognize
what it is

the small light inside me
will shine bright enough
it will say,
“i have not given up, neither should you!”

because deep down
i have never given up
even if i wanted to
even if i tried
Alias Oct 2018
I miss her, that girl
the girl who woke up early, with hope
just to have a little more daylight

I miss that girl who had friends
the one who would laugh until she cried
and loved every aspect of life

Now that girl waits for the sun to set
stuck inside herself
but scared to come out or let anyone else in

I miss the way she loved unapologetically
and gave her heart freely
but it has been broken too many times
and there is so much less to give

I miss this girl
I hope she can return one day
But sometimes you are too broken
to ever really be the same again
Alias Oct 2018
What is the name
For that feeling when
You you seem to be drawn
To another, like moths to the flame
Two magnets that cannot bear to be apart

When someone is
Stuck in your head like
The lyrics to your favorite song
As if they are a feast
And you haven’t eaten in weeks
Every little action brings them into,
Your head

When you are with them
You can’t get enough of
Their touch, their smell, their voice
But they are like a dying fire
Giving just enough
To make you want, no need, more

What do you call this
When you don’t know what it is yourself
What do you call it
When you seem like so much,
But you are just friends

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