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Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"At first,
memories of you
were frequent
and many.

But over time
they became
few and far,

and each one
always a reminder
of the scars."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"And I'm still finding
memories of you
tucked away
in everything I do."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"The universe
taught trees
to dance
after the way
your hair danced
on a windy
spring day."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"The universe
planted roses
to remind me
of your cheeks
when you blush."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"The universe
fashioned stars
after the way
your eyes twinkle."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"Temporary separation
is a part of the game.
After all, what is life
without a little pain?
And the sooner we realise this--

the better we will get at
sleeping during lonely nights;

the better we will get at
making it through the fist fights;

and the better we will get
at being alright,

because love isn't just about happiness,
or being perfectly comfortable.
It's about feelings alive in
every humanly way possible.

And if we're not ready for that,
then we're not ready to be loved.

And if we didn't feel broken,
then we didn't deserve to be loved."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"Goodbyes are suffocating--

they are like
promising to never
draw breath again,
when all I want
is to inhale and
feel your existence
inhabit my ribcage

Why?
Because you are
a necessity to me;

like air is for lungs
like oxygen is for veins--
it's an instinct
that I just
can't contain."
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