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Eunice Moral Jan 2016
there seems to be no end to this erratic beating of my heart
blame these incessant thoughts and gooey heart
I catch my breath as you inch forward
closed my eyes and knew I fell hard

this tiny gap between our lips
my love is yours to keep
too elated to have taken that leap
slowly drowning, now waist-deep

you closed the space between our mouths
promised me bliss from here on out
eradicated all fears and all doubts
assured me there will be no falling out

I wore my heart on my sleeves to a fault
a half decade later you are ready to bolt
oh bidding goodbye to all demons we fought
how to breathe without you,
was the one thing you never taught
Eunice Moral Jan 2016
is there some
sense of truth in what
F. Scott Fitzgerald once said?
that the best thing
a girl can be
in this world
is a fool -
a beautiful little fool

yes and maybe that was
all she ever was to you -
your own beautiful little fool

someone you flippantly
toss around
someone you neglect like
an old unwanted doll
for with much pride
you believe that
at the end of the day
she'll come running
back to you
Eunice Moral Jan 2016
why do people
insist on defining love?
caging it into metaphors
and countless comparisons
when I say I love you
know it to be unparalleled
I wanted our bodies
to give it definition
Eunice Moral Jan 2016
losing you was a slow burn
just like breathing
you can never unlearn

it was the subtlety
the uncanny way
of how you chose to end it
it wasn't full of drama
neither a vision of me
throwing a fit

it was as silent as hearts breaking
like a low whisper
of unsaid i love yous
as delicate as a feather
landing on a bed of nails

but that didn't cushion the blow
the pain was grand
it was gasping for air underwater
it was the realization of a nightmare
it was everything
i wasn't prepared for

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