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  Jan 2015 Jenn
Arlo Disarray
Her
Now and then I'll think of you, and I will shed a tear
Thinking of the memories that we had built up, here
I look in the direction, where you always used to be
And think of the affection that you once saved for me

At first, we were fine, even after meeting our end
We'd spoken about one day maybe trying this again
But things had quickly gotten worse when something did occur
I saw you, looking gleeful, with your arms wrapped around her

I tried to keep composure, but it made me lose my mind
Was there something inside her that in me you couldn't find?
It just doesn't feel right knowing she will take my place
Feeling your hands and lips gently brush against her face

You took my heart and smashed it, it's now a pile of dust
My whole life feels like darkness, not a soul that I can trust
I just wish you still felt something when you looked into my eyes
But it's fine, I know I'm nothing. And, yes, even nothing dies...
Jenn Jan 2015
I think the reason I love Autumn so much is that it's a time of change. The weather gets a little colder and the days get a little shorter. The scarves come out and so do the late nights with a cup if tea and a good book. And even though some curl up with their lover in front of the fire, I think this Autumn will be good for me.
Last Autumn things heated up between us then froze by the time the flowers thawed outside. No, some crisp air will do me some good. Time away from you, to clear my head like the trees who clear their leaves. This Autumn is for new beginnings and unknown discoveries.
I'm gonna be just fine.
Remember you walked away; and in turn your world won't be the same. Neither will mine and I'm okay with that. I'm not tiring to you as my air source anymore. I have the trees for that. I'm my turning to you to find security and serenity anymore. I have the fallen leaves for that.

Goodbye to you. Hello to my Autumn days.
  Jan 2015 Jenn
WickedHope
I still want you, but I know know you aren't worth it.
You aren't worth it, so I'm over you.
So over you, that I dream about you.
I dream about talking to you.
Talking to you, I'd push you.
Push you back against the wall and tell you.
I'd tell you I want you and plant my lips.
I'd plant my lips all over you, making your skin bloom.
Skin bloom and desire sigh.
Desiring sighing, let's go somewhere private.
Somewhere private, I'll at last show you after months.
After months of built up ****** frustration, you'll see.
You'll see what I've been wanting for so long to show you.
I'll show you what you've been missing.
I hate you.
Because I've totally accepted the fact that you're a complete ****,
but I still kinda want you in this weird way.
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Aaannnddddd... title. Yup.
Jenn Jan 2015
Even when you're not here, you manage to find a way to haunt me. Of course there just happens to be a guy here that looks just like you. I just want freedom from you. Freedom from the pain you caused. Freedom found in the grace and forgiveness of God, but I no longer feel worthy of it. I don't know how to let you go. I can't stop loving you. I don't know how to get out of your grip, but I do know if I stay here much longer it's going to **** me. I want to send you mini paragraphs so you know how much I hurt. So when you're laying with your new girl, you think twice before breaking her heart. I don't know where the line is anymore. When enough pain has been inflicted. Four year olds pout and ignore each other.
But is maturity just walking away or is it standing up for yourself?
All I know is the hurt.
Jenn Jan 2015
I remember the first day
I saw him.
He sat curled around that teddy bear
like it was the love of his life.
Shy
blushing
intrigued...

All the thoughts my little thirteen year old
mind could harbor.

I remember building a bond
one unlike any other.
I'd never been able to open myself up.
Free myself
Not until he,
Not until he was­­–
is–
continues to be.

I remember the way he looked at me while
driving down the road, laughing at his sister's cat.
Innocent.
Both drunk on each other's company
Addicted.
Unwilling for change.

I remember listening.
Listening to you talk about the girl you hoped to marry.
Someday.
Feeling about how much pride I'd have in being a bridesmaid.
Telling you about my fear of being unloved–
unwanted–
uncherished–

But you.
You just hugged me
promised I would not fade away.

I remember we bloomed
flourished
intensified.
Our souls intertwining
passions flairing
Heated, red-faced argument.
The way you pulled me into you
lying together
my head on your heart
your arms around my lungs
peacefully existing.
Breathe in–
breathe out–
Breathe in–
breathe out–

together.
for what I hoped would be forever.

I remember the pain.
The kind that overwhelms your senses
the kind that demands to be felt.

I remember how everything stopped.
G O N E
Like someone had ripped out my lungs,
and then told me to take a deep breath.
The lungs you once held–
So carefully–
now had gaping holes in them
created by your absence
the undeniable thought that you were gone
and willingly gone.
I remember.


I know the peace.
I feel it every day.
In your absence I welcome the immense calm.
You made your choice.
And you will make one again...
All you have to say is
'Please?'
And I'm all yours.


With two souls like ours
We will always find a way to each other.

*Always
Jenn Jan 2015
I know what I  have to do.
I just don't want to do it.
I don't want to cut off all ties to him.

I've known him for five years.
He's been in my life for five years.
He's been a hugely significant part of my life for five years.
But I know I have to.


*It's gonna hurt like hell.
  Jan 2015 Jenn
willow martz
if i could use
the stars to show my
love for you,
the entire night sky
would not be vast enough
of a canvas.
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