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florence Jul 21
for worse or for better,
those are the words ill say after I walk down the aisle to you,
those are the words that feel oddly new,
I've liked people here and there,
but you're the only one who seems to really care,

"I love you" is a phrase I rarely display ,
but for you, I would proudly scream and shout it out any day,
it's in your voice, it's in your hair,
my cherishing for you is always and everywhere,

it sounds cringe and corny yes I know,
but I'm never going to be ready to let you go,
you're in my head, stuck like glue,
in my heart, through and through.
florence Jul 21
the rusty swings sway in the wind,
reminiscing on what once was before she sinned,
the little girl which used to be scared to sit,
scared of falling to the ground, punching back when her body hit,
now that little girl is grown,
she sits on those swings like its a thrown,
because everything is luxury when you're eight,

the rusty swings rest in the sun,
whilst that once little girl runs along,
she brings her friends, or so she thinks,
they sit ,they laugh, until they sink,
until they start to give her betraying stares,
until she realises they never cared,
she then sits alone on the swings,
because everything is hard when you're thirteen,

the rusty swings have been removed now,
all the little children have grown up,
now they just sit in the darkness.
wishing they could go back to sitting on the swings.
florence Jul 20
when the weight of the sun gets too much,
the night comes to save me with its haunting darkness,
it comfortably suffocates me with its bleak covering,
waiting until I'm ready to meet the morn again,

but when the shadow of the dusk becomes unbearable,
the sun comes to protect me from the fears,
from the thoughts which hide in daylight,
from the things that bring me self-doubt,

so yes you are my late night sky,
hiding me from the blinding light of the world,
but you are also my early dawn,
rescuing me from myself when I am in the dead of the night.
florence Jul 20
I cling to you like the sand clings to the sea,
hoping you will continue to love me,
trying to believe that the words you say are true,
but I never really will and its nothing to do with you.

I adore you like the stars adore the night,
knowing that the next day they will fade into the light,
I cherish you ever so greatly,
but I always doubt it in my mind faintly,

I love you like the moon loves earth,
revolving everything around you,
constantly orbiting, admiring the view.
florence Jun 12
maybe sit with me for a while,
no need for a plan, or even a smile,
the world is used to waiting, just let it spin,
we'll exist together, only understanding for within,

you don't need to fake your brave,
or speak the words you always save,
some people are only aware of what they see,
not you, not me,

i've realised saying barely anything,
isn't the same as meaning nothing,
I've learnt the language of eyes,
because it's the soul that replies.

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