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851 · Aug 2014
Broken
I feel like i lost myself seeking my desires
Instead of winning
I
Just
Lost
Myself
Who am I anymore ?
-( 23:41)
I want to go back
761 · Aug 2014
Almost lover
I love you I love you I love you


I love you with every single word of it
With every sigh it contains
With every tear that runs down my cheek.
Because now I realise
I was just part of your game,
I don't blame you
You never mentioned the L word and I did.
I guessed I was so foolished with the thought of you in my heart.
But now that you used me ,the joy in your charisma is gone.
We used to talk everyday, everytime.
It's been the first 5 days without you
And I can't take it anymore
Good bye my almost lover
I really miss you
712 · Aug 2014
burned words
I've written myself in those poems;poems that were dedicated for you. Now I realise you just stole my passion for the world and the beauty I used to contemplate in art and everything that surrounded me. You know what? ******* I can and I will live without you, yes it's cold but you get used to it .
I'm lame lol bye . Day 7 you left
662 · Aug 2014
(...)
Its funny
I just change the way people call me
As a fresh start
A fresh beginning
But it's true it won't change my past
I don't care anymore
Or at least that's what I'm trying
Why didn't you love me? Was I not "good enough"?
479 · Aug 2014
Under my skin
“I read a poem
the other day
about how
our liver
replaces itself
after 5 months,
our lungs
after 3 weeks
and our skin
after 27 days
I laughed
about how
absurd such
facts were
because it has been 7 months
and I can still feel
your presence in my body
your kisses on my hips
and your breath on my neck
and trust me
I tried to **** as many cells
as I could
after you left
to try to get you
the **** out of
my veins
I poisoned my liver
nearly every day
with cheap alcohol
and smoked so many cigarettes
I heard my lungs begging me
to stop the other night
and I let too many boys
undress me
and touch my skin
with their ***** ***** hands
simply because
I hoped their presence
would force your ghost
to get
out of my bed
out of my life
and out of my mind
but still
I can hear the echoes
of your footsteps
as you are running
in my brain
and it is driving
me insane
because when I was 7 years old
my father took me fishing
and made me promise
I’d never let anyone
get under my skin
yet here I am
13 years later
destroying myself
to try to forget
how you destroyed me
after telling me for a year
how much you loved me
and I can’t help but imagine
how horrified my father 
would be
to see his baby girl
killing herself slowly
but what he could not understand
is that if I drink too much
or smoke too much
it is only to stop your ghost
from growing and growing
like the cancer
that 
took
him
away
Thanks tumblr
431 · Aug 2014
Day 5 you left
"It's funny how a coincidence it was that the day I realise my heart was broken, phone got broken too.

Ironically it was a rainy day.
I decided I was going to walk under it as a metaphor to confront my problems. It was matter of seconds that I decided to shelter myself. I guessed it means I can't really get over my problems in the same way I cant walk under the rain because it hurts. And I guess it hurts because I'm human and I did love you and I guess I still do. "
-k.g. 00:19 am
Why didn't you come back? I miss you.
374 · Aug 2014
Day 6 you left
I thought that when waking up I was going to forget it all. Forget the pain and my tears,like I did every time you decided to hurt me unconsciously. This time I know you are conscious. Conscious of the way it tears my heart and how numb my body feels. I guess I should have known this from the beginning, but I decided to fool myself or at least pretended that you felt the same way I do...did you at least love me for a second? Those words were honey that got bitter by the time you lost your sparkle in your words and your eyes turned evil.
I guess I'm a fool
Because
I still love you
334 · Aug 2014
I lost myself in you
i lost myself in you.
i forgot
my favorite song,
my favorite movie,
my favorite place to go
, my favorite food,
and i realized everything i loved was not really mine but yours and that is not the way things should be.
Tumblrr

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