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 Sep 2018
Dream
I once heard one broken heart say to another broken heart that ''i wish we were not made of glass''.
Only a broken heart understands the plight of another.
 Sep 2018
Arke
you giggle and tell me she likes me
as if I hadn't known all along
I knew from the moment she saw me
when her arms comforted me
and she hushed my crying soothingly
I know I can talk to her about literature
debate politics and human rights
laugh about science fiction or philosophy
and I remember her pink boy shorts
the ones that didn't cover anything
I can still smell the warm vanilla
that gathers on the edges of her neck
how soft her skin was under my fingers
but still, I doubt my ability to
make anyone happy (including myself)
so it's better for me to seem unattainable
because this way, I can't disappoint
her, or myself (or anyone else)
I pull away from the people who like me
it's just easier this way, I often think
I will become art work, beautiful
but best admired from 40 paces away
 Aug 2018
Arke
they say in life
everyone has their first love
their great love
and their true love

he was late night parties
weekdays of loneliness
games and teasing with a smile
he knew every button to press
anger like spring rain
beautiful but messy
sloppy rain drops cut into my skin
I knew I would never be enough

he was innocence entangled
shy syropy sweetness
summer sweat on his skin
vanilla and steel, always cold
best friends over lovers
intensity met with nervous laughter
every night confined to tedium
I knew I would always want too much

you had shown me something
I never even knew I could feel
you gave the way love ought to be given
autumnal warmth surrounding me
leaving behind fire for more
inspiration, honesty, and conversation
your mind weaves gold silk
and maybe I could be enough
 Aug 2018
Dream
There's moments spent with you that I'll never forget. A brave me, I've never met. A fearless me,safe in your Haven. I hope I can meet her again. It was a feeling I've never experienced before,but one I'm dying experience again. The reason I stopped talking to you was not because I was angry( although I was at first) but because after everytime we spoke I got caught in my feelings, and saw rays of hope. However the next day I would see you with Her and my heart broke all over again. I have cried way more than you can imagine and yet I tried soo hard to hate you but I couldn't find enough reasons because our connection, every conversation felt so **** real. Yes, what you did wasn't right. You hurt me. Really bad. But you did it because it made you happy. She makes you happy.......and thats all I wish for you. I can't unlove you, And I don't want to because what you made me feel was incredible. I do not regret anything. Nothing at all. Even though I've told you I do. But trust me every experience is valuable to me. We were truly amazing while we lasted. I don't want to end this year with a bitter taste and leave with regrets. This is everything I didn't say.
A text to my ex.

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