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alia Jun 5
late assignments,
fake smiles,
quiet cries in bathroom tiles.

coffee cold,
tears hot,
people ask,
but then they don’t.

laugh too loud,
then fall apart,
holding duct tape to my heart.

“you okay?”
—“just tired.”
(again.)
...
alia Jun 1
it’s not like I said it out loud,
not like I claimed it,
or made it a vow—
but still,
somehow,
it stings.

they laugh,
they tease,
and I stay still,
smile small,
heart heavy,
but chill.

because nobody knows,
right?
so I don’t have the right
to feel
this…
anything.
  May 29 alia
Jeremy Betts
Whatever will be, will be
I guess that's what they call certainty
A vague destiny
But where does that leave you and me?
A collective we
We'll have to wait and see
Due too love messing with thé
Predetermined story

©2025
alia May 28
I stared at the clock—
and it blinked.
Just once.
As if it knew I knew.

Time slipped sideways,
my breath turned slow,
and shadows whispered
where light should go.

Maybe I’m dreaming.
Maybe I’m not.
But the moment paused—
and the silence forgot.
  May 26 alia
Saro
I was sitting at a table in a café when she walked in.

I said, “Hey, good-looking stranger— would you like a cup of coffee?”

We were laughing, drinking coffee—

when suddenly, she caressed me.

We were heading straight to the wedding—

then I woke up, needing coffee.
alia May 24
Not that I like you—
I just notice your face,
my heart speeds up
when you enter the place.

Not that I care—
but I hope you look back,
just once, just maybe,
before the world fades to black.
alia May 23
The teacup said, “Don’t drink too fast,”
“The future hides in every glass.”
The spoon just swirled, without a sound,
While dreams dissolved and spun around.
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