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Noah Stowe Nov 2015
I turn the page in the book
And look at the chapter that lies ahead of me
They say don't look back on the past
But how would I be here without it.
All the pain, the misery, the sorrow
And the joy, the laughter, the love
If I didn't have those memories
How could I be this strong.
Noah Stowe Nov 2015
Another silent tear drips down my face.
Laugh, stay calm, act normal for once.
The night is a softer shade of black than my heart.
Don't let them know how much you hurt.
The pain tugs at my heart.

And* yet again it happens my thoughts collide with reality and I cannot control my tears.
Noah Stowe Nov 2015
Crying,
I sit alone again
Wishing for you to return.
Noah Stowe Nov 2015
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Noah Stowe Nov 2015
In the deepest cave
a monster waits.
Crouched alone I wait to be rescued
but help cannot save the blackest of souls.
As I sit and wonder,
Without a drop of hope,
The monster devours me.
Nothing ever seems to help,
Not the kiss of true love or a safe place to hide.
Nothing will help...
Nothing but you.
Noah Stowe Mar 2015
(Note: the italics are the narrators thoughts)


Dearest Love,
Are you okay all alone?
I miss you with all my heart.
No, I miss you with all the hearts in the world
you are the only fish in the sea for me.

I love it here in paradise.  I just wish it wasn't for work.
I hate it here with all my heart.  I dread the lack of your presence.
If only you could see the sky as the sun sets.
It reminds me of your eyes, and I cry everyday.
I hope the distance didn't cause you to forget me and pick another lover, just kidding.  I know you wouldn't do that.
You wouldn't... right... cause if you did, I'd die.
Well anyways dearest love, I hope to see you soon.
I'll book tickets for you now, even if it takes my life savings just to see your face.
I wish you were here.

Love,
More than any quantity of love imaginable.
Your one true love.
*I hope...
Noah Stowe Mar 2015
dear                        lover
I think you          tried to use
Cupid's bow on m-  e, well I guess it
worked.  You hit me in the heart
We fell in love. We kissed. We
hugged. We put on a show
for our friends to laugh
at.  But then it
stopped
I
think
the poison
left my heart
and made realize
what a fool I was. You
hurt my heart, you didn't
heal it from the pain of the past
I hope you realize that instead of
pulling the arrow out gently, You let
it break inside of me. And now you want
my heart back?  No it's gone.  I put it on a higher
shelf for those who truly care. If you want my heart back
you'll need a taller chair.   My heart doesn't want you now

My
he-
art
ne-
eds
so-
me-
one
el-
se
th-
at
do-
es-
n't
ca­-
re
ab-
out
my
ug-
ly
st-
yle.
Oh
and
by
the
way
yo-
u'll
ne-
ed­
a
sh-
ar-
per
ar-
row
if
you
wa-
nt
to
pe-
ne
tr-
ate
my
sk-
in.­
'c-
au-
se
now
my
bo-
nes
are
so-
lid
go-
ld
for
on-
ly
th-
os-
­e
w-
**
me-
lt
my
he-
ar-
t.
so
dear
former lover
if you really care
find another person
who knows how to fall
for a heart breaker because
now I know w-        hy it's called
falling in lov-         e and why it's
called a crush.            I really hope you
find a lover who's            as gullible as you


love,
me
This is written from the point of view of a teen who has just broken up from a terrible relationship.
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