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Cassie Mae Oct 2011
I'm too young to be stuck in this town
the laundry mat
the liquor store
aren't enough to satisfy my yearning soul.
If you would have stuck around
I wouldn't be here.
Even thousands of miles away
your memory makes this isolation suffocating.
Every heartbeat
breath
and tear
solidifies my loneliness.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
Cassie Mae Sep 2011
One day
I though you might
one day
give me a chance to love you

Then one day
I heard from a friend
about one day
when you told lies about me

So one day
I gave up on us
because one day
I'll find someone better than you
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
Cassie Mae Sep 2011
When you smile
I forget you broke me
and I love you for a little while.

I've stored it in your memory file
things I love to see
when you smile.

To witness I'd walk a million mile
recalling what use to be
and I love you for a little while.

My heart seems to be in denial
I want another shot at us, at we
when you smile.

All the memories I can compile
seem to set emotions free
and I love you for a little while.

Although the ending was hostile
my heart and mind disagree
when you smile
and I love you for a little while.
(c) Cassie Mae Wiritings 2011
Cassie Mae Jul 2011
If you knew I wasn't over you
would you feel pity
or think I was weak?
You moved on before the seasons changed
and this new light is a harsh reality
casting shadows on this vacant pillow.
My eyes bleed tears with every sunrise
because I know your heart has left
and I can't bait it back to mine.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
Cassie Mae Jul 2011
The last rays of sun
linger like this dream of you
the heat barely lasts.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
Cassie Mae Jul 2011
The dream is so vivid
so fresh in my mind
thoughts wander,
no where else,
but the memory of your eyes.
Pain in my chest becomes unbearable
because you're only a memory.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
Cassie Mae Jul 2011
Over the airplane hor d'oeuvres
war of nerves
your blue eyes
no disguise

It could have lasted forever
words so clever
left on red lips
dreaming of hips

I will never know your name
play your game
the terminal
a lonely girl
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
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