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Skyla Apr 16
Slowly, but over time
You’ll see no difference
between the horrors
of eating a slice of cake
and committing ******
Skyla Apr 16
Hey angel darling, buttercup baby
Won’t you please come back to me?
Those emerald eyes could make a girl cry
You’ve got the bluest kind of beauty

Hey angel baby, pretty little sweetpea
Do you remember those gentle December nights?
Orange crush streams, Atlantic dreams
Where we would hold each other tight

Timeless romance, eternal slow dance
You are my dream, you are my dream.

 Hey honey bunny, bubblegum daisy
We stayed up all night in the dark and cold
Love on screens, ignoring sleep
My love was only ever yours to hold

Hey dreamy baby, tangerine sunshine
I’ve been sad and unsure of life it seems
Tears and kisses, years of sickness
But I’ve still been sure to love you in my dreams

Timeless heartache, eternal heartbreak
You were my dream, you were my dream.
Skyla Apr 11
To love a dead girl
Is to accept that her heart
will always be buried 6 feet under
inside of her aching chest

Her sadness is perfectly dressed
Please just leave her to rest
Skyla Apr 11
To love a dead girl
Is to accept that her heart
will always be buried 6 feet under
inside of her aching chest

Please just leave her to rest
Skyla Apr 10
There is so much distance between us
6,000 miles to be exact

Yet our hearts are so close together
Oceans between you and me

The soft ripples of the Atlantic Sea
Gently parting you and me

I can’t wait to fly across the sky
But my love, I already feel so high

Aeroplanes and Mary Jane
Talking in the pouring rain

Our love is so perfect on paper
It must come to life

There is a lot of distance between you and I
But I’ve already arrived at my destination
In your heart.
Skyla Apr 8
I feel haunted.  

Silence, such soft silence.  

My heart is an atlas.  
Full of timeless ghosts and questions and bittersweet mournings

I don’t have answers.  But I will go and find them.
  Apr 8 Skyla
Natalie
do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.
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