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Oct 2013 · 558
dissonance
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
i would never forget that day
or that night

when you swore
that you will always be here
for me

resonance and determined
you've got me
thinking that you really meant
what you've said
Oct 2013 · 339
8
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
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even when your eyes crinkle at the corner
and your skin feels like textured paper

even when you forgot your keys,
or your name, or even me

i promise you— i will never leave
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
that day you almost got caught
for theft
you clasp my hand so tight
and we ran
and ran and ran and ran
until we're out of breath

but i think
what you've stolen that day
wasn't
the pretty music box for your little sister
but instead,
was my heart
Oct 2013 · 652
how loving you was like
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
loving you

was like self-mutilation



loving you

was like how a high school girl

first picked up the blade

and prayed for the courage

to drag it across her skin



loving you

was like how a dancer

bent over the toilet

to regurgitate back

what she had eaten

for dinner

in secret



loving you

was like sneaking out of my house

thrilled

hoping not to get caught



loving you

was like discovering the entire universe

not knowing

that there isn’t air

in this vacuum



loving you

was like a old man

gasping for breaths in between

before his death bed



loving you

was like catching a glimpse

of how the world is



loving you

is both

exciting

aphrodisiac

hurting

hopeless
Oct 2013 · 536
5.
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
5.
when you kissed me
you sent a shock wave into me
that not even a 12.8
on the Richter scale
can compare
—————————————
I thought about the possibilities
that we both might have
walked past each other
but without acknowledgement
—————————————
one day
you’ll no longer be
my missing jigsaw piece
because someone out there
can fix me better
than you ever did
Oct 2013 · 327
4.
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
4.
somehow, the thought of being back here again made me feel all the emotions i didnt know i was capable of feeling all at once, again.
it’s almost amusing that how a certain place, or person, could stir up memories that you thought you’ve clearly forgotten— or the ones that you’ve tried so hard to bury.
and that facade that you’ve worked so hard to build came crashing down; all on that instance, destroying everything that you’ve accomplished— just because of that small, insignificant comment which reminded you of all the reasons you love about him.
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
i. impenetrable skin and callouses feet and broken limbs. i am too fragile to hold the stars and the moon; they sink into me via osmosis, threatening to spill. the solar system as my nervous system, and the seven seas pumping through my veins with a rush of adrenaline so that i’ll always have salt water to heal my broken bones. my flesh clamored against my ribcage, feelings vigorously pushing, forcing me to bruise. your eyes like the ocean, so deep and cerulean made my heart susceptible to attack.

ii. they say that the earth is a magnetic field; and if you were north, i’ll be south.

iii. and if you’re the shells on the shores, i’ll be the incoming waves; no matter how many times you’ve failed me, i’ll always be trying.

iv. the fourth time i’ve watched you leave, it was like witnessing you on a plane that’s about to crash. you were always my achilles’ heel.

v. you kiss the bruises on my skin, without knowing that you've healed all the shattered dreams. hollow bones. but now, they ignite with flames. and i am burning, still.

vi. i still miss you, you know.

vii. but you were collateral damage.
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
sometimes i think
that if
i close my eyes
hard enough, i might
see your face again.

and i always try so hard,
that constellations appear
and they blur
my eyesight for minutes.

i still miss you,
you know.

maybe i’m didn't blink hard enough
for you
to appear right in front of me.
or maybe, i just wasn't enough
for you to never
leave
Oct 2013 · 821
2.
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
2.
if we ever get drunk again
I'll remember that day our lips met
and that day when
you stole my breath away

but if we ever spent the next day
you wanting us to be 'just friends'
I will grab you by your shoulders
and shake the world out of you
and kiss you so hard
that my lipstick stained your lips permanently

this way
it'll be my turn to steal your heart away
and i will make you doubt
of why you ever thought
that you are better off alone
Oct 2013 · 373
if you're feeling fat
ceruleanveins Oct 2013
because every night before you crawl into your bed
feeling empty and dead
you pull out this metal box
only to let numbers define you

but what you didn't know is that
your weight— or what others perceive you to be— what others called you— doesn't define you. it never did

because what you didn't know, is that
those that hurt you
don't love themselves in the middle of the night, too,
and they use you, to cope— to heal

but what they didn't know is that
the methods they use on others
won't unbreak them, too

— The End —