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 May 2014
Elizabeth mikol
I tried.
I tried to forget that summer
I tried to stop thinking about you
I tried to let it go
I tried to like other boys

I learned.
I learned other boys are cruel
I learned other boys are rough
I learned other boys are to much
I learned other boys are controlling

I question.
I question why you don't call me out on these
I question why you don't realize these are about you
I question why you don't just ******* talk to me
I question why you don't give this a shot

I sigh.

Because I know I will forever be a silly little girl who likes the shadow of a boy who will never come back for me though I've grown and changed and still feel a flame in the pit of my stomach every time I see anything with your name pop onto my screen
Forgotten and forgetting
 May 2014
Elizabeth mikol
I'm falling...farther and farther
down the rabbit hole with no end
I see you and reach with all my heart but you turn your back
I reach for her
but she is busy with her other friends
I just keep falling
I'm sure there is no end to the falling
I'm forever stuck here in the hole reaching for people who refuse to catch me
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Love me
 May 2014
Elizabeth mikol
I don't think you  know it.
I don't think you mean to be, but you are.
You lessen my load.
Taking some of my burdens.
You keep me flowing, but control my strength.
You are my rock.
In my stream of life.
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 May 2014
Elizabeth mikol
The path way was my yellow brick road
The picnic table was my emerald city
The boy with his nose in a book was my wizard
The gift he gave me was his judgement less stares and his forever listening ear

Maybe I was to young
Maybe I was to dumb
Maybe I wasent brave enough
Maybe I wasent pretty enough
Maybe you just saw me as a silly girl
Maybe you just were to busy with that maze of a book

But that summer will forever be my what if
What if I had been older
What if I had been braver
What if I had snatched that book away
What if I had occupied your brain the way that book did
What if I had stolen those lips between bites of concentration
What if I had snatched your finger tips between page flips

Maybe thing would be different
Maybe things would be better
You know who you are.

— The End —