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Even if i would make myself prettier
And even if all the boys would want me
If only you will look at me again
With the same dreamy eyes as yesterday
I broke your heart once.
And then you broke mine.
Every man gets his wish, right
  Oct 2015 Winter Allen Jane
chris
"you can't just
touch my soul
and leave"
You used to look at me with ur heart
And you would fill mine with joy
Eventually your heart grew cold
And i would feel myself getting paralyzed
In the frost
And you left me behind

Where did you go
Our happy days seem so long ago
Yet we're still sleeping in the same sheets
Yet i still smoke to eliminate stress
But it's only a timekiller

It's just a waste. waste. waste.
I should walk away
But if you call for me
You know i'll come
But you're already gone
Just fearing one day soon
You'll be gone forever
And i'll sit there in silence
Smoking my last cigarettes
His  h a n d s  were so beautiful
Rough, like a first-time bikecrash
Manly, bruised, ragged cuticles
Curiously wandering trough
this undressed  f o r e s t
Exploring every part with soft touch
Tryna reach for the appletree
Craving for that fresh taste
When he's giving me  h e a d
on the unmade bed

Slowly   s i n k i n g
further and further into his love
It  h e a t s  me up
My bones become gelatin
His breath becomes my  o x y g e n
Our heartbeat becomes a melody
His maddening eyes watching me ***
Goosebumps appear all over my skin
This feeling is so confusing and ineffable
Yet so   e u p h o r i c   and intense
it can't be explained
We're two lights burning on one candle
Together, we melt
into this burning desire
for  e a c h   o t h e r.
-- WINTER ALLEN JANE
Finding love

is like spotting 2 rainbows at the end of the road
like finding a typo in a book
or crying but not ******* your makeup up
like getting those annoyingly catchy song out of your head
like trying to stay completely sober at a party or
trying to concentrate at an exam when you hear penclicks
and stomach noises like there's a war going on inside them

Finding love
is like smoking cigarettes in the rain
or writing a song without chords or even words
like getting lost in this small village of 2 streets long

Finding love
is like forgetting the thought of you
when that's the only thing i can think about during the days
Finding true love is like loving you without missing you
Like doing things without receiving the endless strings of consequences
or like explaining yourself when you don't even understand it
or like getting your **** together when you're completely lost

Finding true love
is finding someone along the road
that falls for you as hard as you did for them
And they'll fit so perfectly like one long lost puzzle piece
That it makes you feel like you were made for each other

The feeling of confirmation that someone loves you so unconditionally
It's even better than knowing all the secrets god knows
It's like spotting 2 rainbows at the end of the road

It's so **** hard
And even harder for those who are looking for it
But when true love is found you must cherish it till death

Because finding true love is so hard to find
Winter 2k15
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