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I hated him for making me realize I was so small to the world
But I loved him for making me feel big in his
It is so easy to love someone who makes you feel like a child.
You said my body was a temple, and I was your angel
And I prayed everynight
Forgetting to find signs when you told me you were an atheist
I heard laughter in the crowded room but my dear I did not hear you
And so I felt my heartbeat rise just slightly under my breathe then collapse throughout my chest and I felt a sting in my veins when he first said your name and another when his fingertips met the rich silk of your hair
And I thought you wanted to be taken away but it’s not in my place to care

And I’m not happy either
But atleast I don’t pretend
Why cant they see you clearer
I need your heart to mend
I know I’m incapable of using my heart the way I should.. I know I’ll never be any good but I can’t help thinking of how we haven’t talked in a while and if you thought my heart was little
It’s breaking into bits… since I never
See
You
Smile.
His Eyes Are Ubiqutious
but I can’t find his tongue
and his hands are callous

You move like an infant on a cobblestone road
and you don’t look the part
but everything you say goes
I thought of you as a horizon sunset
Always made me feel like no one else saw you the way I did

Your lips were a watercolor painting
Done by a professional before he had the money to use all the right brushes,
I felt the bad timing and uneven colors when you kissed me
I called it abstract,
She called it sloppy.

You weren’t ready, you said I was the galaxy
But you didn’t understand that meant all my passion was only good for making wishes- we’re all deprived of patience
and that’s why I’m so easy to give up on

You’re not the vital sun
And I’m not the forgotten moon
No matter how hard I try, I’m not a reflection of you

I don’t know how to sew
Blood makes me sick
Tears make me nervous
And I’ve broke more than fixed.
I’m sitting in a room and it’s hot and I’m sweating, and I’m wondering why I didn’t notice these things when I was with you, as if you were an outlet I flowed my pain into.
Your words blocked out setting

I have to face my problems, because all this lying in bed with you in my head gets tiring
But if I thought it would make you come back, I would never leave.

Your neck was a canal,
Where every thought you had fell from your brain and flowed onto my chest,
circling my heart endlessly.
So now all that pumps through my body is you, not even the blood in my veins belongs to me.

In the beginning you told me you were lonely, the more comfortable I get with that feeling the more I realize your mouth was built of bandages, but your hands only knew destruction and I was too scared to kiss you

We both had fire for brains the only difference is you didn’t know you were brilliant.
I saw the glow, there was something burning in your head and even now knowing that fire wounds last so long
I would do anything to explore your mind again.

Is it too late to fix things?
Do you still think about me?
When you’re bored up in class?
Or has she turned your bones to ice?
Froze every river, passed her strength on to you
Made you live for the shiver


I think anyone could love you better

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