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denise Sep 2017
It is not true
That when someone you love
Passes away
It rains

If it was true
Then
The rain
Would never stop

The sun
Does not
Stop
Shining

So
You should
Not stop
Either
don't stop believing
denise Jul 2017
I will paint these scars,
Silver and Gold.
For these are the wars,
With stories untold.
something i wrote a little while back
denise May 2017
trying to think of the words to say,
trying to live,
it's not so different.

it's not so different from riding a bike,
falling and scraping your knees,
until you learn to find your balance.

it's not so different from breathing,
inhale,
exhale,
until you flow freely with the wind.

it's not so different from slaying dragons,
over and over again,
until you find the golden egg.

it's not so different from the stars,
stringing them into constellations,
until you're lost in the Milky Way

Life,
it's not so different.
you just need the write words to say.
pun intended
denise Mar 2017
My life knowing you
would have hurt a lot less, if
we never happened.
just a thought.
  Mar 2017 denise
emma jane
I think I stopped writing
because I stopped finding beauty
in the places where
I find myself.
denise Mar 2017
Directly related to gravity is the principle of escape velocity. Escape velocity is what we call the speed that an object must travel away from the planet or satellite to free itself from the gravitational pull. The stronger the pull of gravity, the more speed that is required for the object to free itself. Conversely, the weaker the pull of gravity, the less speed that is required to be released from a gravitational pull. The escape velocity for an object on Earth is about 25,200 miles per hour. It would be easier on the moon, which has an escape velocity of 5,355 miles per hour.*

I don't remember when I started to fall for for you.
I don't remember when your arms started to pull me, holding me close like it was the gravity keeping you to this earth. You held on to me like I was the only reason you were still here. I used to think I was the reason for your existence.

I don't know what truth is anymore but I remember it was you who made me feel this way.

You told me once that you couldn't imagine being without me.
You told me that that I was more than just the sun who kept your days bright. I was the moon who stayed with you on the coldest of nights.

You pushed me back and gripped my hands and you didn't let me go.

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I don't know if you remember any of this.
I don't know if you remember the moments we've shared or the secrets we've kept.

Oh, the tears we've shed.

I don't know if you care.
I don't know if you've ever cared at all.

I told myself it's nothing.
I told myself that I'm better off without you.  

Oh, the tears I've shed.

It's been two years.
My heart no longer mourns for you yet I still can't help but wonder when I will ever be free from your orbit. I don't know if I'll ever be strong enough to face it, to face you.

What I do know is that I want to escape.
I want to be free.
I will be strong.
I *will
be free

I know who I am.
I know what I want.
Knowing is enough for me.
this for now.
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