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  Dec 2014 sophie
bcg poetry
"What was it like to lose him?"

"It isn't one single feeling when it happens. It's an empty feeling, that follows you around forever and ever."

-bcg (it never leaves)
  Dec 2014 sophie
bcg poetry
Your reaction to this statement shows a lot about the type of person you are. Does it give your relief? Or anxiety?

Remember,
one
day
you
too
will
go.
  Dec 2014 sophie
Lejla
I hate how your memory is stitched onto my veins,
I spent all day in bed trying to scrub you off my skin,
I spent all night trying to escape these shadows,
I can't seem to allow myself to let you walk towards the light,
I'm waiting for something that's never existed,
It's so cold here and I can't feel my heart beat anymore,
It's so loud here and I can't hear myself think anymore,
I spent all year hoping to stop this feeling of regret,
I blame myself for all that pain you conjured,
The creature in my bloodstream chews me up,
I can't feel the blood flow through my veins anymore,
I can't hear the strange voices anymore.
  Dec 2014 sophie
bcg poetry
I met him on a grassy hill
While I was walking alone
He was so gentle and sweet
And I fell in love with the way he looked at me

He's the rain pouring down
He's the songs we'd sing aloud
He's the poems we read
He's everything that goes through my head

A happiness that can't be described
A love that was reborn every night
We felt the time closing in
But that didn't stop us from fallin'

He's the rain pouring down
He's the songs we'd sing aloud
He's the poems we read
He's everything that goes through my head

Time ran out we knew it would
But I still cried where he stood
He looked down and breathed a sigh
And he walked away into the night

But he's still the rain pouring down
And he's still the songs we'd sing aloud
He'll always be the poems we read
He'll always be everything that goes through my head
  Dec 2014 sophie
bcg poetry
I always said, "Don't forget me."
I didn't realize I should have been saying, "Don't regret me."
  Dec 2014 sophie
eb
the pitter-patter of raindrops
she is smiling. she doesn't know
tomorrow, the rain ends.
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