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 Oct 2015 Ash
aubrey sochacki
new moon;
i love you’s echo through the room. some may call this the honeymoon phase, but i believed it
was so much more. as your arms wrapped around me, i pictures more of our future.

waxing crescent;
you met my parents and i met yours, we were intertwining our families one by one. We started to fight, which meant our relationship was good, right?

first quarter;
first three months went by and i just about wanted to cry all the time. you came home late with lipstick on your face.

waxing gibbous;
why, why, why, why, why?
i cannot do this with you.

full moon;
i am so angry, so so angry. i screamed and scream, all you say is “i can explain” explain what? how you killed me.

waning gibbous;
i gave you an inch, but you took a mile. you will never regain my trust, but i love you.

third quarter;
i started talking to someone new and they told me to leave you. i wanted to give you one last chance.

waxing crescent;
i’m leaving soon, i saw you with her, i cannot do this anymore.

new moon;
i am made new again without the curse of you. i will be me again soon.
wrote this in my creative writing class, I was inspired by my phone's background that I got from free people's blog (it's the moon phases). Hope you enjoy, this one's from the heart
How shall I know, unless I go
  To Cairo and Cathay,
Whether or not this blessed spot
  Is blest in every way?

Now it may be, the flower for me
  Is this beneath my nose;
How shall I tell, unless I smell
  The Carthaginian rose?

The fabric of my faithful love
  No power shall dim or ravel
Whilst I stay here,—but oh, my dear
  If I should ever travel!
 Oct 2015 Ash
Fucking tired
She said
its nighttime
he told her
that's what I meant
may I have it?
what for?
I'd like to hang it up on my wall
he looked at her in amazement.
*I was hoping you'd share it with me
Wrote this a long time ago. On my old account. Changed the title though. But its still for the same person <3
side note: nighttime could be any thing, love, comfort, forgiveness, ECT. In this poem she's the first one to offer it to him in his life.
 Oct 2015 Ash
Solaces
The shade hides your eyes.
I really can't see the full extent of your bewitching gaze.
But you wait there.
Out of the sun.
In the shade cast by a lonesome tree in this vast city.
I suppose that would be the easiest landmark to find among this forest of concrete and steel.
I wait and observe your patience for such an awaited appointment.
All day you wait.  
Never looking left or right.
Never looking behind you or above.  
As the sun sets and the night takes its first breath,  you decide to take your first step out of the shade and into the night.
So I follow you.
So I follow you into the night.
 Oct 2015 Ash
Lakin
Eraser?
 Oct 2015 Ash
Lakin
I should have realized my heart was thin, fragile
paper before you wrote
on its surface in pen.
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