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arubybluebird Apr 2018
I wonder if the flowers can sense how sad I am? I prefer they didn't know. I hadn't realized how common your name is until I heard it called twice today. I was caught off guard and both times stung my heart. He was a little boy, with a head full of brown hair similar to yours. I wondered if he'll go on to taint women's hearts when he's older as you have. I hoped a small prayer he won't. That he'll be better, that there will be a lightness to his name that brings comfort to the heart of the woman who loves him.
arubybluebird Mar 2018
I have to start seeing myself without you
arubybluebird Mar 2018
About you
Inspired by you
You've never read them
I've considered compiling them
Hand-written, blue-lined notebook paper
Slipping them in manila folder
Handing it to you
On our last encounter

Yes, I wrote poems for you
And you broke my heart

Perhaps I wrote poems for you
Because I knew you'd be the one
To break my heart

And here you are
As you started
As you'd end
With me tangled in love
And ache and poetry
arubybluebird Mar 2018
I'm tired
And I miss you
arubybluebird Mar 2018
No ha parado de llover
Y aun así el cielo se aclarará
arubybluebird Mar 2018
I held onto nothing
Because I wanted so badly
For there to be something
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