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Jun 2014 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Morgan Winters

And I'm stuck.
I'm stuck on the freckles painted on your skin.
I'm stuck on your gentle carresses of your soft but rough hands, tracing endlessly pointless patterns on my back.
I'm stuck on your raspy voice after you've been laying with me for a while and are beginning to fall sleepy.
But I'm also stuck on the weeks of silence.
I'm stuck on the broken promises.
I'm stuck on the false hope.
I'm stuck on how one year ago, or even five months, you said you loved me to no end.
You said you'd never leave again.
It ended.
You left.
And I'm stuck.

"I think once you've thought about how a person sleeps, how they'd feel pressed up against your back, or your head on their chest, how compatible your bodies would be in the same space of a bed — once you've thought about that, you're ******."

#heartbreak #sad #heartbroken #nostalgic

Jun 2014 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Purge

Jun 2014 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Megan Grace

Purge

I am sorry that I
wrote so many
beautiful
things
about
you.

Because you don't deserve my best words.

Jun 2014 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Wednesday Rewrite

Jun 2014 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Megan Grace

Wednesday Rewrite

I opened my mouth
and let out the
feathers I've had
hidden in there
since the first morning
I woke up to your
fingers wiggling
on my shoulder,
let the emptiness
settle deep in my
stomach. But I need
reasons to feel whole,
so today I find the
thought that you will
never walk up my
marble staircase again,
never put your hand
on my doorknob again,
never complain about my
pink couch again, never
bat away my fern that
has overgrown its place
again, never spend time
finding my most
ticklish spots again,
never stop in the
kitchen on your way
out to kiss me goodbye
again, never wave at
me with just one finger
the way I so loved
again to be oddly
comforting. I'm glad
you will not be
coming over anymore.

Jun 2014 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Beagle

Jun 2014 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Megan Grace

Beagle

Today I am glad that you
will never look at me that
one way- like I am made
out of gold or something
they scraped off of the
surface of the moon, like
I am every answer to
every question you could
have possibly had- again.

you didn't mean it
you didn't mean it
you didn't mean it
you didn't mean it

Jun 2013 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Eyelit

Jun 2013 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Megan Grace

Eyelit

Today my makeup
was gone by noon
and I didn't take a
shower and I only
slept for three hours
last night so my
eyes were extra
puffy and I ate too
much at lunch and
had an attitude the
next time we saw
each other afterwards,
but you still gave
me a hug and told me
it was valued at
twenty thousand
hugs and you still
told me I looked
beautiful even
though we both
know it wasn't true.
And I can't
stop
smiling.
So, thank you.

Jun 2013 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

there's a universe in his eyes

Jun 2013 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

oh me oh my

there's a universe in his eyes

his eyes are
galaxies of planets
and orbits
and you see stars
so clear you can
map every single
constellation

he looks at you
like you're his home
like you're a planet
and you've
wound him deep
into your orbit

because that's what
he needs and he knows it

and he looks at you
like you're the only
thing he's got in the
world

because you are
you're his home and his planet
you're his galaxy and his stars

Who says I can't write about spock and kirk

Jun 2013 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Hot Pain & Butterflies

Jun 2013 Aidyl Ecarg Nella

Morgan

Hot Pain & Butterflies

I've got your eyes locked on me now & I can feel every drop of the hot pain pouring from them. You are longing for a glance returned but I am busy sending all of my loathing to the boy staring at my hands from across the fire pit. His knees are alligned with mine & she's lounging between them. I'm so sick of hating every inch of him. I swore I'd stop but his lips are bleeding from that bite she gave him and I don't think I can. I'm sitting on your lap and I know just what you're thinking. You're breathing down my neck like you're begging. I'm begging to get out of this life. For all the pain that I distribute, there's gotta be some feeling left for me but I can't ******* find it. . I wish I could love you as hard as I loved him. I wish I could love you as hard as I hate him. I wish with every fiber of my being that I could love you at all. I wish I could feel the butterflies that are floating in you. I could tell that they're making a scene beneath your skin by the eager path your finger tips take up and down my spine. Sweetheart, for the agony I will inevitably feed you at the end of this, I'm so sorry