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  6d dadens
The daydream of desired second chances
Is easier on the soul
Than accepting
That you’re lost in the heart of someone
With their mind on another
  6d dadens
How is it
That I love him
Yet when the moon is bright
I think of you still
if you remember me
remember me curled up in your duvet watching you play guitar
remember my hair caught in your mouth and the way we'd laugh in between kisses
remember our firsts and how wonderful they were we couldn’t help but come back for seconds and thirds
remember how the parts of me and the parts of you kept getting tangled in each other
how when we walked away we were both left trying to separate the two
remember me and I hope it's easier to breathe knowing the kind of love this world has to offer

if this is what the wrong love feels like can you imagine us when we find the right
  7d dadens
And here we are
the end.

Five years running
and nothing to show

except the slowed
platonic love

and tired

and an absence
of what once was

Except you don't know
do you

know that I'm
leaving us

know that I'm

into wondering
if I'm behind in

experiencing people

I feel I'm at a loss
with you

because we met each other
too soon

and now I'm just pointed bones

and you are the sun

and I'm greedy
for still wanting a piece of you

But I am burnt

The End.
I didn't think I'd write this kind of poem about you.
  7d dadens
Messy hair,
Baggy clothes.
My appearance may be bizarre,
But my thinking glows.

Smudged mascara,
Faded lipstick.
Trying to keep up my tiara,
But I’m a little pessimistic.

Five-inch heels,
Bright red dress.
My attitude is my appeal,
My knowledge is what’ll get you possessed.

Not saying that I’m perfect,
Not saying that I’m the best.
But just be careful,
My success has gotten you oppressed.
  7d dadens
Not all fires start in the kitchen.
Not all love starts with the heart.
Don’t roam around the whole house
Uninvited before you get to know one room,
The most important room, the heart.
Get to know her heart before
You roam her body.
Not all fires start in the kitchen.
Not all love starts with the heart.
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