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  Jun 2014 Aver
Hayleigh
This applies to every single one of you. No matter how little you may believe you are worth, I swear to you, you are worth more, way more than you could ever imagine, in your wildest dreams. You are worth the same as those you value most, that girl with the body you aspire yours to be like, those people that you envy for being so naturally beautiful, your closest friends, your family. You are worth every piece of happiness, hope and health. I promise. You are not a diagnosis or a statistic, defined by criteria, percentiles and numerical figures, no. You are so much more. You are more than the inches around your waist, the abs on your stomach, the lbs that creep up and down on the scales, the self defeating thoughts, the highlighting of your insecurities, the constant regrets.
You are the air you breathe, the laughter that slips between your lips, the fight that you said you had ran out of months ago. The love you share and feel, the smiles that sweep across your face, those moments where happiness feels so close that you can almost taste it. You are daylight, the sun, nightlife, clubs and music and drunken confessions. You are a shining star, the scent of your favourite perfume, your most treasured memories crammed into ink and squashed between frames.

Never doubt that you are more.

2013 ©
Not so much a poem, but i wanted you all to know that you are more.
Aver Jun 2014
i looked up
and out of the window
separating me from the outside
separating me from you
layer upon layer
i count them
my hearts armor
your lack of hope
my determined hatred
your endless love
my shadowed walls
your barb-wired fortress
the way you spoke
the way i listened
we held ourselves back
we taught our hearts different
Aver Jun 2014
sleep
sleep
at least youre not awake
but you dream
of the darkest lights
illuminating all of your fears
lost throughout the years
  Jun 2014 Aver
Louise
~

If I could come to you ..

be there for you
speak no words,
just hold you
in my arms,
place my hand in yours ..

I would



If I could be there ..

let you know
with my eyes
that all will be well,
just sit with you ..

I would



If I could be at your side

take your pain,
caress the hurt,
kiss your tears
with my hand on your heart ..

I would

~
  Jun 2014 Aver
Tiffanie Noel Doro
She smelt of rain
Yes, I always did love the smell of rain
But she wore it in a way that the earth lowered in shame
She had walked nearly three miles to my door
I took her hand-
Led her in
And when her hair dried
The imperfections of the waves sat so perfectly on her head that they weren't imperfect at all-
They were apart of her beauty-
Precisely as she should be
Her lips were as subtle as ever but the slight quiver was something I had not seen before-
It enticed me
Drew me close
Pressed me against her chest
It untucked her blouse
And weighted gravity on my head-
Resting my lips upon hers
For minutes
And many minutes more
Until the skies drew clear
Until we laid hand in hand-
Skin to skin
Mind to mind

To this day
I could swear we were the life to that storm

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
  Jun 2014 Aver
jay darling
I want to be
your 1 a.m. thoughts,
2 a.m. heartache,
3 a.m. regret,
& your 4 a.m.
'I miss you'
Aver Jun 2014
i know you look at yourself
and see years of desperate shame and avoidance
despair pooling in your eyes
regret slipping out of your mouth
through clenched teeth
which match your fists
you believe you are an unnatural disaster
you are a casualty of a ruthless life
you are a flower
blooming in the middle of winter
in the darkest storm.
you could be falling
and still find time to catch me on your way down
if you were drowning you would give away your last breath to a stranger
simply because you saw them smiling as you sunk down deeper and deeper
remember, to catch yourself first
remember to catch your breath first
remember yourself
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