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Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"Forgive me for
having tried to restore
your breath,
but it's all I could do
when you traded
love for death."
For more of my work, head to my Instagram: @yourfaveamigo
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"It's little things about you
I remember most,
as if you're the ocean
and these are seashells
I found along the coast."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"The universe
has such things
as crescent moons
so that your smile
won't ever
leave my sight."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"The universe
planted roses
to remind me
of your cheeks
when you blush."
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
fashioned stars
after the way
your eyes twinkle."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"Make the
best
of today.
Otherwise,
it's time
that slipped
away."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"The worst part
about missing you,
is missing the old me
who knew what to be."
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
Of all the things
I could desire

my well being always
ends up second,
right after you.
Brian Gibson Sep 2014
"It might seem the only answer
is spilling your heartbeat
across the floor.

But before you do,
close your eyes and feel
every triumphant beat
your heart makes.

Don't tell me we
weren't born to
taste victory."
For more of my work, head to:
Instagram - @BrianTypesThings
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Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"Forgetting you
is just as possible
as forgetting to breathe."
For more of my work, head to my Instagram: @yourfaveamigo
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"I'm feeling hopeless
with every chance
I'm forced to dismiss.
It's the curse you
gave me
when I feel
it's you
and no one else
that exists."
Instagram: @BrianTypesThings
Tumblr: briantypesthings.tumblr.com
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"'Creating distance is key
to letting go anytime soon'
said the naive Earth,
to an imprisoned moon."
Brian Gibson Sep 2014
“The valleys of your collarbones
were made for kisses to call their home.

They can be tucked away by gentle pecks
or trickle down from the small of your neck.”
For more of my work, head to:
Instagram - @BrianTypesThings
Tumblr - briantypesthings.tumblr.com

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