I saw forever in your eyes. . .


                Then you closed them.

I'll admit
I never meant
To love you

But you were
The drug that
I tried once
And couldn't kick

I got addicted
To your soul
And the way
It brushes up
Against mine

I now crave
To inhale your
Entire being
And get the buzz
I've desired
For so long

But you admitted
You never loved me
And now I'm suffering

*Withdrawal

As you read the words,
I have written about,
The circles under my eyes,
The bruises on my skin,
Oh, all these stories,
Of my cold, little heart.

I wonder what image of me,
Shows up on the screen,
At the back of your mind,
In greyscale or in the filter fade,
As your lips mouth out,
The words that could never slip off mine.

I wonder if you think,
Of the words you have read,
Written from the tip of my pen,
Typed out from the keys of the alphabet,
Sung along to a four chord strum,
As you pause yourself from the occupied.

I wonder if my words,
Ever made you look back through the pages,
Of the books you have read,
And had you started on something new,
For people had words as skin,
And you needed quotes for tattoos.

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RW Dennen-

Pretend I am your mirror
Pretend that reflections of yourself are only my words
of ******* about you coming from me
Pretend attributes about yourself are extended
from my familiarity about you into your existence that holds truth
Pretend that the fine glass is always cleaned from dirt
by questioning whether my thoughts will ever harm you
by not using fabrications upon your life's story
Pretend to handle me gently, at times, because I could possibly give you way more than seven years bad luck by merely dismissing you of my obligation as a friend in deed
Now realize that myself, as a true friend, that i am your
living and breathing mirror,at times, about yourself
and if CrAcKs show, use your logic and kindly DISCARD
ME!!!

Dear Love,
"You have been a part of my life for many, many
years?
A vacation perhaps you are on that avoids me
to feel your touch, or the sweet nothings that have
been silent in my ears?
Life is complete with you in it's company, but
filled with an emptiness once you walked out of
my party.
Many friends turn out to become acquaintance's
no love lost at all.
Then again there was one, and still
never to call.
Do i place you in the same category
as she?
Will you ever return to my party to spend
your remaining lifetime with me?"....