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I like when you say
you love me—
but tell me, too,
that you like being near me.

Say it clearly.

It seems to hit me harder
than a simple
“I love you.”
tell me you want just me
That I´m not just the convenient choice
water when you´d rather have wine
tell me that you only want me
that you want to be mine?
but you cant tell me that
if its not a lie.
I´m your backup plan, not the love of your life
I'm your Boo.
I'm your lover.
I'm your main thing.
The one you enjoy walking in the rain with.
Sharing all pain too.

I'm your Boo.
A person loyal and true.
Here to protect you.
For you there nothing I won't do.
Well, I'm not serving prison time for you

But will wine and dine you.
Go out of my way to impress you.
Because I am your Boo.

Forever faithful.
Forever true and honestly in love with you.
It all starts with one.
One taste, one try, one time
It then turns into "just one more"
One more drink, one more hit, one more cut
Until it turns into one less person in the world
 3d zoe
Tharunii
My
 3d zoe
Tharunii
My
My eyes have an ocean,
you never saw.
My throat have a storm,
you never listened.
                                      - tharunii
it feels so odd,
to no longer run to you,
telling you everything,
the way I used to.
 3d zoe
Lyle
I miss you
Something fierce right now
I don’t know what to do
I don’t like my life
I don’t see a light
The only light was you
No one talks the way you do
Dont you see
Youre all I need
To be okay
Life made sense
When I talked to you every day
I miss you
Real bad right now
Please come back
Hands fall on paper,
Ink makes love to the nib,
A swooping curl of grace,
The calm charisma of calligraphy.

A letter of love,
Sealed by sweet, soft kisses,
Signed with wishes and dreams,
Left unopened for at least two decades.

Wet tears on parchment,
Words bleed love on paper,
Forced to run long ago,
The brutal callous of calligraphy.
- C.c
Living love is hard—
when you least expect it,
it sweeps your legs from behind,
leaves you sprawled on the ground,
bleeding out until you die.

There’s no one to save you.

I could say much more,
but I think only those who’ve lived it
know.
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