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 Aug 2014 Mariah Mikels
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everyone tells me that I shouldn't let you kiss me and that I shouldn't let you unbutton my jeans because you don't care about me and all you care about is making me fall in love with a fictional love that you promise is real. but, I swear when it's 4 pm and I'm up against a tree and you're kissing my neck all I can think about is how I can feel your heart beating out of your chest and how you're whispering that you've never wanted anything so much in your life.
You're daring, but afraid
I know you love, beloved
but where are your true loyalties?
I step lightly, unseen, following winds
My footsteps will vanish quickly in the sands of time
I will not be remembered
I have the courage to admit that I am unimportant
Billions upon billions have lived and died
And I will be among the many forgotten who lived
You're deathly afraid of becoming unknown
You're grasping to make some difference in life
Dragged by time, kicking and screaming all along the way
Like a child's tantrum
I sit silently next to you, waiting.
My loyalties lie with you.
I cannot bestow your sought affection, but I can breathe
And my breathes will be put to use through the form
"I love you." And although it's not all what it implies
It isn't all a lie.
I will follow as long as you and time will let me.

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