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Emily Nov 2018
how beautiful you lay
with ink stained skin
my messy words
painting your body
Emily Nov 2018
we can all say stupid things sometimes.
we can all regret the words
that stumble from our mouths
at 4am
when we’re drunk
angry
sad.
and maybe we can’t take back
the things we’ve said
collect them from the sky
and bottle them up
like they were never spoken.
but that doesn’t mean
we can’t make things better.
that doesn’t mean
that the person won’t forgive us
for being a little silly.
because at the end of the day,
we can all say stupid things sometimes
Emily Nov 2018
do you remember
our first kiss?
because I’m sure
if you did
this wouldn’t be
our last
Emily Nov 2018
he shined so bright
that even the stars
were jealous
of his existence.
Emily Nov 2018
you
the ways in which
you love me.
makes me wish
i loved myself more.
thanks
Emily Nov 2018
I miss you
as much as the sky
misses the moon
and the stars
at 3pm.
The only difference is
I won’t see you tomorrow.
Emily Nov 2018
Some people
bask in the sunshine,
soak up the rays
within their skin
and feel the warmth
swimming through their veins.
Others find happiness
in the rain.
Water droplets falling around them,
hand outstretched
into the storm,
feeling the rain hitting bare skin.

Some people
find sadness
in the rain,
umbrellas facing the cloudy sky,
rain boots splashing
in depthless puddles.
Others find sorrow
within the sun rays,
restless hands waving fans
in sweaty faces.

You can’t appreciate the sunshine
if you have never experienced the storm,
they say.
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