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  May 2014 Azimah Azmi
Jillyan Adams
You've put the sun at your back
To meet it rising on the other side of the ocean

I watch it sink and I am envious
For it will see your face
When the world turns over in its sleep

And all I will see
Is a cold pillow
And empty sheets
Azimah Azmi May 2014
I want to
get tangled
in between
every fibre
of your being

*AA
Always
  May 2014 Azimah Azmi
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Stop trying to remember his scent, he smelled like summer and reminds you of the time he made you laugh so hard, you snorted out milk on that dead, hazy day.

2. Don't waste your day trying to decipher what colour his eyes were, it'll only remind you of the galaxies and constellations that you once saw in his eyes

3. Stop trying to retrace the shape of his mouth in the middle of the night, you'll choke on your tongue trying to taste the mint he devoured seconds before pulling you in for a kiss

4. Stop reliving the times you clasped hands together, the glass plate will fall off your trembling hands.

5. Burn this list, admit that the galaxies and constellations shining in his eyes were wilted, the one in yours are bursting with fire. Remember on the dead, hazy day his laugh sounded like nails running down a chalkboard. Remember when you kissed, the weeds growing from his mouth entangled the roses blooming in yours.

Realize that one day, another boy is going to come and plant daisies where he left behind thorns.
Azimah Azmi May 2014
These hands will not pick up all that
these hands have left behind

These hands refuse to hold hearts that
these hands cannot care after

These hands no longer grasp onto what
these hands cannot keep from breaking

These hands only have
these  hands to keep
these hands warm

*AA
Azimah Azmi May 2014
I wish I were
your favourite scar

The one that you
enjoy telling stories about
as you run your fingers across

Like a prized possession
you got by accident


*AA
Azimah Azmi Apr 2014
I think it's a tragedy
how we're all tricked into thinking
that we're never alone

But that's impossible
can't you see?
We're all separate beings
with desolate minds

In other words
we're all so lonely
trapped inside a cage we can't get out of
even if we tried

*AA
Is there no way out of the mind? - Sylvia Plath
Azimah Azmi Mar 2014
So you know I float
I get restless in one place
And then I hurry off to another
You could say I'm like a feather
Dancing in the wind with no direction
And I can't recall how the wind took me
I'm never in one place for long
It's not like I don't want to be
I don't even know where I belong

Ha

But get this
When the wind takes me
I only think of your embrace
All around my body
I only think of your breath
At the tip of my nose

I don't think I should be sad anymore

You're with me all the time,
You carry me all the time.

*AA
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