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  Apr 2018 Nuna
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We are the ones who are hard to understand
We'll be the last ones in the movie theatre
because the ending scene made us cry
We'll stop to smell the roses
because they deserve to be appreciated
We are the ones who will take the time
to learn what keeps you up at night
We are the ones who will imagine
an entire future of adventures
with the people who show us love

We are the ones who will love you more
than we love ourselves
We will give you our strongest parts
in hopes that we can make things better
We desire to see you become the best you
to make sure that you always feel our love
We crave affection and appreciation
We give a piece of ourselves away every day
sometimes to people who don't deserve it
Our love is easy to take advantage of
and sometimes we don't get back
the love that we give away

When we hurt, we crumble and fall apart
We constantly have to put ourselves back together
We are more fragile than we like to give off
We carry our emotions on our sleeves
Our flaws have the ability to consume us
We aren't afraid to give you the world
but we are afraid to feel unloved
We want you to see what we see
We want you to understand where we're coming from

We are good people with good intentions
We are stronger than we believe
Not everyone can feel the way we feel
We feel too much, too often
We are not hard to love
We are something not everyone knows how to love
But you need to remember that
your worth does not change just because
no one is there to appreciate you, to remind you

You are not any less lovable
You are the most lovable person in the world
You are a light that the world needs
Your kindness is not your weakness
You do not need to change for anyone's acceptance
You do not need to stop giving love
just because you don't get any back
Your heart is the best thing about you

And one day when you least expect it
someone will notice you from across the room
and know exactly how to love you
They will think all of these things are beautiful
They will deserve the love you can give
They will fill the empty space in your heart
But for now, don't stop feeling
We are the ones who feel everything so deeply
We are the ones who can't give up because
We are the ones who will teach the world
how to love
We are exactly who we are supposed to be
Nuna Apr 2018
i used to fear death
and what comes after
now i only fear death after you
and what comes after
Nuna Apr 2018
the darkness of his shadow she claimed her home
locked in a room, with the keys in her hand
she doesn't dare look out the window
terrified to see something that could save her

I try reaching for her hands
yet they're too busy holding on to hope
that the person that she once loved
might turn on the light and save her -
she is not to be saved by anyone but herself

I watched her slip through my fingers
she let herself fall
into a mans trap
who had no intentions of ever freeing her
who only called her beautiful when the blanket was covering her
and her bare skin
his voice filled the room, hers was barely used

mother, I tired to save you
but you are not to be saved by me
by him, anyone
but yourself
Nuna Apr 2018
I know all about self love and respect
I know better than to blame myself for someone else's hurt
but how do I sleep at night knowing if I had been there
a little longer
a little better
maybe none of this would have happened

how do I sleep at night knowing you have given me everything
expecting something in return most likely
but I have absolutely nothing

how do I sleep at night with your sweet sleeping sound in my ear
knowing I'm barely even there with you anymore

how do I sleep at night when I haven't looked you in the eyes for almost two years already
time flies, doesn't it?

your bitter voice rings in my head at night
tell me how do I sleep
when everything comes crashing down at once
and I starting feeling empty again
Nuna Apr 2018
how ironic it is to be in a room full of people
yet you feel emptier as ever
how ironic it is to be seen as a popular girl
yet you find it hard to belong somewhere, anywhere
I'm not who you think I am
I am nothing like the lilac sky you compare me to
sometimes I find it hard to breathe, being caught up in my thoughts
in my head
I am not who you think I am
I don't paint flowers and blue clear sky
I paint myself as a hurricane
I spill out my soul and hide it between words
I need you to listen
give me an answer

what is it about me that attracts loneliness?
why does the sun have to set so soon?
I know you think you know me
Nuna Apr 2018
J
you are everything I have ever lost returned back to me
Nuna Apr 2018
tell me about all those things you hate about yourself
and I will love them
and make sure
you go to sleep loving them too
tell me about the people you've done wrong
and I will forgive you
tell me about the love you've wasted
and I will return it back to you
tell me about all the hate and hurt
that has been caused to you
and I swear I will fill you with love and happiness
tell me about your broken heart
and I will give you the pieces left of mine
written two years ago
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