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nicolle Oct 2014
i cant say i love you, that's too selfish of me,
because i disappear into myself.
a lot.
it's cool that you don't question me,  
don't blink an eye -you take it as it is,
as i am--
and i love that.
it thaws me out and pushes me back to the surface.
i gasp for air, like i actually want to breathe,
i want to live.
you,
just being here.
that, that's everything.
i can't say i love you
because its selfish.
all i am, is all i have to offer.
nicolle Mar 2015
i was at my weakest,
when i believed in your empty promises.
i followed you, blindly,
into love.
nicolle Nov 2014
from the mind
to the mouth
lost in translation
nicolle Mar 2015
about you and i
me and you
how we were
how we're not
a couple
now strangers
take the next exit on the left
nicolle Nov 2014
stewing in my own mess
licking my wounds
i like being alone
but i hate
this lonely feeling
nicolle Mar 2015
he asked me to stay with him overnight,
at the hospital,
numerous times, i was selfish.
i refused each time.
i just wanted sleep, without the antibacterial smell,
without the beeping of machines, without the whispers of death.
without the constant reminder that i was going to lose him forever.
letters to dad
nicolle Apr 2015
eight years, and
your dead figure still lingers in our dreams.
you left so soon.
this day is unbearable.
every year i force myself to believe i'm fine
but realise i haven't been
and i wonder if
i ever will be.
letters to dad

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