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J e n n Jun 2014
the smell of pines surrounds me
while I snap a picture of the winding road
ahead lies the unknown
but together
we will venture on
awaiting
inviting
what is to come

j.h.
J e n n Jun 2014
late night phone calls
soft whispers here and there
but do you really understand
how much I honestly care?

if I had it my way
we would be back together
hand in hand

but to you
I'm just a late night call
a soft whisper to share
nothing to be proud of
and it will never be my way

j.h.
J e n n Jun 2014
the vinyl spins around
as the needle dances
gliding over the surface
allowing the music to fill to room
surrounding the ones
I care about most

j.h.
J e n n Jun 2014
last time I checked you loved me too
last time I checked you had nothing to do
and last time I checked you said you would wait for me
but here I am checking
and I'm alone and freezing

j.h.
J e n n Jun 2014
Earth seems quiet from way up here
beautiful
peaceful
Earth seems calm from this view
almost like it's empty of evil
empty of darkness
and yet
even from here
I know it is not
I can never forget
all the secrets
Earth holds

j.h.
J e n n Jun 2014
the rain is cold
as it falls upon my skin
but I don't mind
because I'm with you

I really hate heights
being high up is beautiful
but falling is horrific, and yet I'll ride the ride
because I'm with you

Swimming isn't my thing
insecurity always wins
but I'll get in the pool
because I'm with you

you make me feel warm, from the inside out
you make me feel safe
you make me feel confident
and these are a few reason why
I need you in my life

j.h.
J e n n Jun 2014
the scar on your back
just below your shoulder
tells a story
about a time when you were
maybe much bolder
I lay a kiss upon the scar
so pain won't seep in
even though it's not ajar

the scar on your wrist
just above your tattoo
tells a story
of something rough you went through
but I love this permanent mark  
as it seems far from vast
so once again
I kiss them
a kiss that I know will last

the scar on your ankle
tells a story from not long ago
one that's quite funny
but you hate to show
and so I kiss the scar
reminding you that
imperfections are what make you perfect
they are what make you who you are

j.h.
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