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  Aug 2016 denise
Leigh Marie
I resent my ability to love
cause it makes it so hard to hate
hate those that left, those that hate me, those that I ought to hate

So much unrequited, wasted type love
when all I want is a wait for it type of love
I give out a type of love that makes bitterness weak in her knees

but still, people turn away
the only person I curse at is myself
maybe its cause I feel so utterly alone

One day, it'll make sense
probably
hopefully

Or else, what was this for?
was I waiting for anything?
I hate loving so much
  Aug 2016 denise
I'll call her snow
There is something calm about watching the stars
Each light quivers, as if to whisper directly to the heart
"It's okay" it says "I am here for you"
And at that moment everything seems right
With each inhale the world feels more interconnected than ever
Followed by an exhale that releases infinite gratitude for the moment
For at some point we all are a miniature entity
Heavy on the ground, enveloped by the stars
  Aug 2016 denise
George Andres
We don't write to be seen
*We write to be heard..
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denise Aug 2016
If only I could wish to forget you.

I remember it being not so long ago, when your awkward smile imprinted itself to my memory. I remember when you brushed your hair out of your face, when your eyes told me "well, aren't you something else."

I remember the stories you told me. You told me the story of a little boy who was afraid to grow up. We relived the stories you kept in that scared head of yours and gave them hope for a better ending.

I remember the times you fell on your knees, searching for acceptance. You were always yearning for empathy. You were tired of sympathy. I cleared away the broken glass. I gave you a magic mirror, to show you the goodness you couldn't see in yourself.

I remember the tears that you let me keep. I held you in my arms, in my heart; for yours was a heavy burden I couldn't let you bear alone. I saved you from that anchor you called a soul, even if it meant that I drowned too.

I still keep them to this day.

It wasn't so long ago.

You gave me your heart. I trusted you with mine.



How easily you just threw it away.
i wish i could throw you away too
denise Aug 2016
I'm not sorry
             for loving you

                            I'm sorry
                                    because I wasn't good enough
                                             to be worth fighting for
                                                    I wasn't good enough
                                                          ­ to be worth the time
                                                            ­          worth the wait

                                                           ­                         I'm sorry
                                                           ­                               because I loved you
                                                             ­                                             I love you


and it wasn't enough
        to make you stay
bc ****, it hurts like hell.
denise Jul 2016
I would like to know,
What's it like to remember,
A world without you.
i just wonder.
denise Jul 2016
Do you know how much it hurts?
To see you everyday. To know you everyday.  
Trying to believe that what we had was real. What we have is real.
I tried to believe in you. Did you know that? I believed in you. I believe in you.
But you of all people. I don't know what I expected. I'm tired of getting hurt.
You've hurt me more than I should've let you. You hurt me.

I loved you. I love you.

And I had to let go. I can't let you go.

I'm sorry. *I'm so sorry.
i can't.
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