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 Sep 2014 ephemeral
Liz Hill
“1. When you’re trying to fall asleep at night and it feels like your world is crashing down on you, walls closing in, suffocating you as you clutch his pillow to your chest, breathe. It’ll get easier every night.                                     You'll be okay.
2.When you’re out at the mall and you see a couple holding
hands and kissing, don’t text him that you miss him. Remember that there was a time before him and you were fine. So breathe.
You’ll be okay.
3.When you find out he’s met someone new, you will
shatter again. Your knees will cave beneath you and you will cry, and scream, and plead with God to give him back to you. Just remember that it’s okay to not be okay all the time and to try to breathe through the pain.
You’ll be okay.
4.One day, you’ll wake up, and you’ll go about your day,
not realizing that you didn’t think of his smile and those big brown eyes once. But until then, breathe.
You’re gonna be okay.”
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
Creep
*sigh*
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
Creep
That moment when your hormones
Get the better of you
And a cute guy walks by
And you notice,
And then
Stare and
Stare and
Stare,
Like you had a chance, and he will look your way...
Like, repost if you have experienced this!!
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
Creep
Please do
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
Creep
Excuse me?
You? Yes I'm talking to you.
Do me a favor will ya?
If I asked you never to break a girl's
heart,
Never to bring her hopes up too high
Then to smash it back down
To the group so that her
Glass heart
Will just shatter,
Would you?
Well I was in the middle of class when a friend of mine leaned over and whispered in my ear ,"he likes you. " my heart jumped to my throat and the seed was planted in my head. For the rest of class, all I could think about was the possibility that he did like me. But well it was all a joke... Thanx a lot Matt
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
ASB
loving you
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
ASB
"I'm loving you",
she said.
not "I love you",
which is what most people say,
which is what I would have said --
"I'm loving you."
because it was an ongoing action,
not just a passive state,
because she was loving me
while I was reading, or cooking.
it wasn't something like
"how do you feel?" "I feel good."
"what do you love?" "you, dear."
-- no.
no, loving is a verb, an act,
one that takes patience and time
and perseverance.
"I'm loving you", she said,
and her tone was casual or
almost indifferent, maybe,
as if she had said "I'm cleaning
the house", as if it should follow
"what are you doing today?",
she said the words as if they were
positively ordinary, but they weren't.
people tend to ask
"do you smoke?" or "do you drink?"
or "what do you believe in?"
-- habitually, passively --
and she said
"I'm loving
(and loving and loving)
you."
Shivers down my spine
Straight to my core
Darkness surrounds me like a blanket of smoke
sigh
Two glimpses of light
One to my left
Another close to my right
One is safety, the other... death
A few breaths is my time to choose
sigh
No signs, no clues
Which way to go?
The right is closer
No... Too easy
The left is brighter
sigh
Don't wanna think, don't wanna be
Never ending choices in time
Half a second
Time to decide
Take a deep breath
sigh
Closing my eyes
Welcoming death
I walk straight into the night
Turning left, then right
Turning all around
Eyes closed, in my mind, out of sight
sigh
My turn to die
I have a huge decision to make and all my options look grim.  I don't know choice is right or wrong, I'm praying for the strength to choode the right direction.
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
Creep
City
 Sep 2014 ephemeral
Creep
The city is covered in grime,
Layers and layers of dark
Nasty residue and smog
That clothes the air,
Scratchy breaths in and out of our lungs,
Till our heart beats in unison with the sinister things that lurk in midnight alleyways...
It's a leech,
A demon sent from hell to contaminate this once fair city...
It weaves in and out
Through and through,
Possessing
Minds, souls, hearts of the people and anything else it can get its hands on...

One day, I met a girl,
A bright little thing,
Shivering against the imminent
Shadows that were bound to
Overcome her soon enough... She stood afar from me,
But I could feel
the warmth and strength radiating from her...
I stared as she glowed,
Ethereal, but not oblivious.
She has survived the birdcage we all live in, scars everywhere
To tell her story for all those
Struggling, drowning in the utter madness that seemed to claw its ways into all of us.
She turned away,
And the spot of comfort like a warm blanket on a
cold winter night,
Faded away with her.
Eh, what I see nyc as...
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