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JuneForever May 2019
You
It hurts being here because almost every where I go there's memories of what we have done, what I wanted to do, and what could have been but that's life. 
There's memories of you in my clothing. Memories in my music and every time I do anything.
I know in time this will fade but right now my soul and heart are in pain. An I am letting go of you in every way because you have let go of me and that's okay.
Thank you for being my friend and every day I apologize for doing what I did. I forgive myself though but I realized it's what had to happen, even though in my heart it hurts. That pain shall fade too.
Lucky to have known you
JuneForever Apr 2019
When you're the only one willing to go out of your way for them.
Just a poem about an old friendship.
JuneForever Apr 2019
Do you have trapped experiences locked deep down in your subconscious, your very soul, heart, and body?

Do you keep on replaying those very moments in your actions, in your head that the pain, excitement, happiness, all the very emtions you were feeling start to come out because you never fully processed that moment in your life time.
So it feels as real when it happens and it just keeps on happening until you let the essence of it go and learn to process it the right way.

For if we don't those processe these trapped moments, these emotions, especially if negative we begin to  naturally respond that way to certain things in our life. Or we begin to project those bad things on other people.


Do you ever just want to go for a long drive? To a different place where no one knows you or knows what you've done.
First to face reality and the toxicity of everything that I let control my mind, behavior and life. To become new.
It's just a food for thought poem. I hope it can help others. Or just get people thinking.
JuneForever Apr 2019
Love can be such a non word sometimes.
It loses it's meaning, it's potency, you know like I really love a cheeseburger, and I really love a sunny day, and then I really love my family.
None of those are remotely the same.
They're totally different things you know.
It's really difficult to write about love,  or even use the word love in writing
Because what does it mean? what does it really mean?  
-John M.
Any language or conversation can be turned into poetry. Anything can be turned into poetry.
JuneForever Apr 2019
You never know how beautiful someone is until you actually look at the truth of their heart. Pull the beauty out of people. Pulling the beauty out of people is worth every imagery.
Unfinished but continue to add what you want.
JuneForever Apr 2019
Letting go of junk
Letting go of toxic behaviours
Letting go of what you've done from the past.
Letting go of people who are no longer alive

Learn that junk is not alright in your mind, body, soul. It is toxic to the whole system.
Learn that toxic behaviors are not okay and how to be the best you.
Learn from your mistakes
Learn from those people that are gone.
#learn #learntolearn #bethebestyou
#you'reworthit
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