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Mary Frances Sep 2018
I write for the words my voice left unspoken.
I write for the feelings my heart didn't show.
I write for the tears my eyes never shed.
I write for the things that never come to light.
I write for the version of me that I put aside.
Mary Frances Sep 2018
It's either you let it go
and forget about it,
or you get it back
and fulfill it.

I just wish you did the latter.
Mary Frances Sep 2018
Life is too short and unpredictable for
the simplest things not to be enjoyed
-like dancing under the rain
and play with the puddles after.
Mary Frances Sep 2018
I am afraid.
Afraid that the lightning
will strike me;
that I couldn't bear to listen
to its thunder.
Afraid that no matter how hard
I try to protect myself,
I'll still end up hurting.
Mary Frances Sep 2018
What I feel for you
is uncomplicated.
I love you.
No buts.
No ifs.
No reasons.
No matter how hard I try to look for reasons why I love, I can't find any. It seems like what I feel is free flowing. And I like how it turned out.
Mary Frances Sep 2018
From the moment we met,
I knew you were special.
You became my life-changer,
someone essential, substantial.
You made every quote I created remarkable,
Every poem I've written, memorable.
Mary Frances Sep 2018
You are my forbidden fruit
- the sweetest sin
I repeatedly commit.
And I have no plans to stop
- because the heart that loves
will never go adrift.
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