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Kathyrn Mar 2014
It's coming.

The approach is slow but fast changing.
You can try to run from it but it happens everywhere.

Everywhere you look it has been. Everything you touch it has touched before
And will touch after.

Some choose to embrace it
Others choose to shut their eyes from it.
To run from this holds you even further back.

run...run...RUN!
But don't look behind,
                                    ( it will be right there,)
Coming after you.
Day after day...

Night.
Kathyrn Sep 2013
It hurts... when I see your face.
It hurts... when a smell reminds me of you.
It hurts... when I talk about you.
It hurts... when it's not you holding me.
It hurts... when I think of you.

                                                                       But what hurts most is,

I looked at your face through tears you made me shed.
I smelled the smoke and fire from all our fights.
I talked myself into believing all the good things you didn't do for me.
I let you grab me and ***** me, not hold me and caress me.
I think about all the things you didn't do for me.

                                                                       But what hurts most is,

You'll never feel the way you made me feel.
Kathyrn Sep 2013
Kiss me how the ocean kisses the shore.
Endlessly.
Tough enough to change it yet soft enough to not damage it.
Enough to wipe away the marks left behind, but everyone knows what still was.

Kiss me like the shore kisses the ocean.
Endlessly.
Tough enough to not completely change, yet soft enough to give itself  to the ocean little by little.
Enough to push the ocean away but everyone knows it'll come back for more.

Kiss me like the ocean and shore kiss each other.
Endlessly.
Tough enough to stand alone yet soft enough to join each other.
Enough to change, morph, disappear, then reappear but always going with each other.

Just kiss me.
Kathyrn Apr 2014
Don't shy away from me
               For I don't bring any harm.
You're just scared of the idea of me
               But you have yet to see my charm.

Take a moment
               Open your eyes
I keep coming back
              I want to change your mind
**** back your head
               I promise you'll be surprised
I'm not where the monsters lie
             * I can be kind

Don't shy away from me
                *I never meant you any harm.

You're just scared because of what they say about me.
               But you never opened your eyes.
You chose not to see my charm.

— The End —