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 Jul 2015
Monika
I can't help it that sometimes I smile at car crashes.
It reminds me of how he'll leave.
When he looks at me, my hands feel like burning matches.

His smile looks like lightning flashes,
I keep thinking the electric shock might help my heart start to beat.
I can't help it that sometimes I smile at car crashes

Our story will soon be only ashes,
I guess I need to stop wearing my heart on my sleeve.
When he looks at me, my hands feel like burning matches.

Tell me why my hands keep shaking like avalanches,
he can't see that he only makes me bleed.
I can't help it that sometimes I smile at car crashes.

I keep thinking he only took my heart to cache it,
this isn't something that I can grieve.
When he looks at me, my hands feel like burning matches.

His shirt is stiff with blood splashes,
he's looking at his hands like this is something he can't believe.
I can't help it that sometimes I smile at car crashes.
When he looks at me, my hands feel like burning matches.
i wrote this for creative writing and thought it was alright idk
 Jul 2015
Cassie Mae
You are the fuel to my flame,
gasoline meets a struck match.
I know I'm the one to blame.

I always fall victim to your game,
myself, from you, I could not detach.
You are the fuel to my flame.

Once we met, I was never the same,
fire burned the forest, the whole patch.
I know I'm the one to blame.

With your heat you took aim,
I was the easy catch.
You are the fuel to my flame.

With the roaring wind you did not tame,
you ran away with the key to my latch.
I know I'm the one to blame.

Your wildfire left me here in shame,
you were the itch I could not scratch.
You are the fuel to my flame.
I know I'm the one to blame.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
 Jul 2015
Cassie Mae
He never called it love,
but I held his world in my hand.
How strong he felt we never spoke of.

A pedestal he had me sit, high above,
to look upon his heart, his sacred land.
He never called it love.

It seemed we fit, our hearts, like a glove.
Reciprocation was too much to demand.
How strong he felt we never spoke of.

Persuaded was the heart, gentle shove
to a feeling not willing to expand.
He never called it love.

Up on a pedestal, so high above,
wind blew feelings away like sand.
How strong he felt we never spoke of.

Losing him I never thought of.
Eternity was pictured and
he never called it love.
How strong he felt we never spoke of.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
 Jul 2015
Cassie Mae
I caught the sideways glances
you threw at me.
I imagine second chances.

With each look something advances,
something neither of us can see.
I caught the sideways glances.

With each smile, inside me, a feeling enhances,
a feeling I can't let be.
I imagine second chances.

Forgetting all the past romances
forever I am your devotee.
I caught the sideways glances.

Thoughts of you trap me in trances.
With a fear I'll never be free
I imagine second chances.

Remembering tonight throws my heart into dances.
I wonder what you thought of me.
I caught the sideways glances.
I imagine second chances.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
 Jul 2015
Cassie Mae
The thought of seeing you
at such a joyous event
breaks my heart in two.

Will you be with someone new
celebrating under the same tent?
The thought of seeing you,

I don't know what I'll do,
knowing I'll never be content
breaks my heart in two.

I begin feeling blue
and I suddenly resent
the thought of seeing you.

Since you there have been few
all because the word you never sent
breaks my heart in two.

Someone should tell me to get a clue,
the love we had has came and went.
The thought of seeing you
breaks my heart in two.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
 Jul 2015
Cassie Mae
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

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