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Alex Feeney May 2013
God forbid
I get what I want
I guess desire is nothing
important
but it gets awfully old
wanting
wishing
but never receiving

-a.f.
Alex Feeney May 2013
they say
do unto others
as you would want done
to you,
but I'll do anything for you
and you'll never give me
the time of day

-a.f.
Alex Feeney May 2013
maybe you are sad
like me
the kind of sad that
doesn't request tears
but demands to be felt
the kind that is always present
though it's from the past,
hurts in the future
maybe I'm not the only one
who is sad like this
& you sing yourself to sleep too,
with penitent memories
& soft cries
like me.

-a.f.
Alex Feeney May 2013
it tears me in to pieces
thinking of you
& how it used to be
the memories that haunt me-
I remember we wouldn't dare to go a second
without speaking
the smile that appeared on my face
inevitably as you spoke to me
being in your arms
shrouded in your warmth
the laughter that uncontrollably
spilled from my lips;
it was because of you
& it tears me to pieces
to wonder if you remember these things too
believe me;
I do
it rips me apart
seeing you
like the pages of the notebooks
I've wasted writing about you
the way you appear
clarify to me
are you happier with her?
'cause I  search through your mind
every time I get the chance
but I can't find the boy I recognized
I haven't heard you laugh in so long
I have to wonder if you even smile
the blue gleam in your eyes has faded
like the pages of a paperback in the rain
I'm ripped & torn all over again

- a.f.
Alex Feeney May 2013
last night
I sat in the passenger seat
as we hit the road to nowhere
just like I used to
we sang cliche radio hits
at the top of our lungs
just like we used to
I giggled at everything
that rolled off your tongue
just like I used to
we looked each other in the eyes
with goodnight but no goodbyes
but that's not what we were used to

-a.f.

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