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D A W N Feb 2019
if i stopped loving you,
wouldn't
all
the
love letters
i wrote
lose
its
meaning
?
saudade
(n) a longing for someone you love but have lost.
D A W N Feb 2019
"she loves me, she loves me not."

those six words rang on my eardrums like alarum bells
reminding me in every beat my heart makes.
they swam through my throat and into my chest; knocking on my
rib cage telling my heart not to fly whenever she says hi.
doubt comes barging on my door like an unwanted guest.
reminding me that in every moment, every gesture she makes are a product
of
mixed signals.
written: 1/30/18
ever been in a one-sided relationship?
  Jan 2019 D A W N
Charli Watson
On the day you kissed another girl,
I booked us a hotel room for your birthday
because I wanted to make you happy.

On the day you kissed another girl,
I was excited to spend my night with you
because I had loved it the last seven nights.

On the day you kissed another girl,
You told me you had exciting things to tell me
because you had been hanging out with her.

On the day you kissed another girl,
You told me in the car, and it sounded nice
because she has problems getting close to people .

On the day you kissed another girl,
I told you it was okay but I didn’t say that I was
because I didn’t want to hold you back from doing what you wanted.

On the day you kissed another girl,
You asked me if I had more self confidence
because you chose me over a girl who you had a crush on.

On the day you kissed another girl,
I slept next to you but I didn’t sleep with you
because your kisses felt like jagged glass on salted lips.

On the day you kissed another girl,
I needed you to hold me when I was holding back
because I was worried you would outgrow my love.

On the day you kissed another girl,
I realized it was impossible to not love you
because you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

On the day you kissed another girl,
I was confident I had lost my best friend and it was all my fault
because I should have told you what was going through my mind.

On the day you kissed another girl,
My heart tore itself apart trying to build a wall
because you tore the old ones down when I let you in.

On the day you kissed another girl,
You couldn’t hear me crying beside you in bed
because I kept it choked up in my throat and held onto you.


I booked us a hotel room for your birthday
because I wanted to make you happy
On the day you kissed another girl.
  Jan 2019 D A W N
ciara
and i just casually count the minutes
from when we last spoke and i
count
count
count
and the number gets bigger,
bigger.

im too scared to answer
if i answer
i have to lie about how i don't love you
so i
count
count
count
count my life away.
the minutes stays at
one.
and i give in.
  Jan 2019 D A W N
Grey
When she held me, I felt like an earthquake,
shrapnel cutting quick to the bone.
I’m disaster, an unknown
kind of danger is the most dangerous

When he held me, I felt like a riptide,
all control ran out the door.
With the *** and cappuccinos
I felt out of place in my new home

When she held me, I felt disgusting,
every move my own betrayal.
Yes, she hurt like a gunshot
but I did this to myself

When he held me, I felt strange,
like I should give my whole self.
He never asked, I’m thankful.
I don’t want to ruin everything else

When she held me, I felt like a secret,
like I was something small and wild.
In a room of screaming children,
we were something invincible

He never held me, but that’s alright.
Someone tell him I understand.
Take it slow, like we’re new friends.
I’m alive for once

No one touch me, I don’t want it.
Stop breathing down my neck.
My throat fills with *****,
But the hands never rest

No one touch me, leave me alone.
Stop pressing on my back.
There are thumbprints on my wrist bones
and handprints on my thighs

Don’t touch me when you aren’t here.
So many years have passed.
Is it trauma? I don’t care.
The filthy feeling always lasts

Don’t touch me when you aren’t here.
Nobody ever has to know.
When you’re sitting by your lonesome
Nobody cares, you’re on your own

Nobody cares, you’re on your own
  Jan 2019 D A W N
zoie marie lynn
I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS
it sort of
spills from my tongue,
and makes up my lips.
because everything feels right when we're laying down in bed like this.
I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS
it sort of
shakes in my bones,
and folds over and over inside my head.
because we're both in wedding dresses and i fall in love all over again.
I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS
it sort of
smooths over my skin,
and makes an extra layer of love to drown in.
because this is my life and a girl makes it worth living in.
I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS I LIKE GIRLS
i know i could have called her and i know i could be bolder but i'm thinking less and less
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