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Time of death:
3:44.
When you told me you don't love me anymore.
Place of death:
The park where we met,
on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
I remember the dreaded words which escaped your lips,
the heat in your words,
the look on your face,
as I took a metaphorical bullet to the chest;
it hurt like Hell.
Cause of death:
You.
When you stabbed me in the heart for the first
and last time.
A fatal blow.
But in the coroner's office,
all the report will ever show is:
time of death:
3:44.
Cause of death:
Trauma to the chest.
When your heart gets broken by someone, it feels like you've been struck in the chest. The air feels like it's been knocked right out your lungs and you feel as though you can't breathe. You feel a mixture of emotions all blurred into one mess. You play the final exchange in your head over and over again, and each time it gets harder and harder. Heartbreak. It feels like you've been stabbed in the back and shot in the chest all at once.
 Mar 2018 Hailey James
Remi Leroy
Can you imagine what would happen if we could have everything?
I'm still watching the stars and the moon, waiting for you to breathe.
The days feel like decades, I'm stuck in the moments when you were next to me.
Even if I wasn't the one you were smiling for,
Even if I wasn't the one you were looking for,
I wished at the very least, you were happy.
17.06.21
 Mar 2018 Hailey James
Linnea
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you just showed up
unexpected,
just like the snow
started falling this morning
maybe with a tiny bit of
fear mixed emotions
but still with
that magical
thing you have
all over you.
that magical  
thing that makes
my heart beat
as fast as
hundreds of horse feet
on the race track,
and my hands
shake like
trembling leaves
having not the tiniest
chance, to stick to the tree
on a stormy day.

but,
just like the snow,
always
somehow, some day
melting
you
just
disappeared.

and wishing for
you to forever stay
is like
wishing
for snow
never melting.
 Mar 2018 Hailey James
Ezis
Wants
 Mar 2018 Hailey James
Ezis
I'd like to know
what goes on in that brain of yours
I want to know the thoughts you think
and the things you see
Do you think of me?

I want to spend time with you
and I want you to want me

I want you to show the initiative
be brave and declare your feelings for me

I  want you to lean over the center console that divides us
and place your lips on mine, because you want to
I know I do
 Mar 2018 Hailey James
cr
fire and brimstone
and a grotesque attempt
at spontaneous combustion,
words crawling out of throats
and
hands, trembling
and
body, trembling, all over
and
sheer force of memory
splitting through rationality
until a bomb deteroriates
everything we used to
love,
including myself.
i'm not sure what this is, really, but it's here and i am here and i am alive and everything is going to be okay even if he makes me want to cry a little or a lot.
flatten your tongue
slip it between your teeth

n.

your little lips
forming an elipsis

o.

put them together
and may you declare
a word you’d so carefully deny—
no.

you spell it out
on table tops
shout it
from the rooftops

and when cursed hands
seek to defile your shrine
may you exclaim
"i am mine"
for my precious friends with hearts too soft to say no. may you be a little more selfish.
I always end up
Self-destructing, leaving those
Close wounded or dead.
I wish I had more control.
I told you I loved you because I knew thats what you needed to hear
I told you I missed you because I wanted you near
I told you I was sorry because I saw you moving on
All these things I told you, the real you is now gone
i never was the person to play people, but playing people feels better than being played
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