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Kristina Sep 2014
Distract me from missing him
Because I'm missing the home
I made on his lips
And in his eyes
I'm missing how safe I felt
Wrapped up in his voice
Getting lost between his skin
Felt as if I was floating on a golden cloud
Oh I felt so wowed
And even silencing my thoughts
Went so smoothly for him
That I almost wondered if he was my Castiel
If we were ever meant to be..
If he was my Eric,and I was his Ariel
And if we could live beyond the sea.
Kristina Sep 2014
It's sometime past midnight and my bones are filling up with
This darkness that's all around me.
I'm trying my best to look towards the light
But my eyesight's going bad, my eyes are starting to
Accept all this black emptiness.
The abyss I'm falling into
Seems almost like home.
And maybe it's better if forever doesn't exist
Because
Imagine living forever, missing him
The taste of his lips and the smell of his hair
The softness of his skin.
Imagine going on forever without feeling him against you
Just
One
More
Time.
We're forced to choose our future career at the age of 14
But when we choose who we love
We are too young to understand
And know what we want
While my lungs are on fire
I breathe in the sound of your name
Close my eyes
And spend another nothing dreaming you were next to me.
Kristina Sep 2014
Same love
A world so hateful, some would rather die than be who they are
As Macklemore sang each line
That's how I felt chills roll down my spine
How can we be so advanced but not have love to share for others that are
Not like us.
Whether a girl chooses to be with a girl, or a boy loves another of his own
I stay amazed at how people are so content with making sure
That same *** couples know they're not wanted.
They're so content with making humans feel less worthy
Because they prefer their own to the opposite ***
To make their brothers and sisters and their flesh and blood
Feel less of a human being because of who they love.
So content to prove yourself as a human by forcing onto the rules of the Bible
Yet ignoring where it says you need to love your neighbour as you love yourself.
Love yourself.
We are taught to love ourselves but how can we ever love ourself
When from the minute we are born
We are judged over everything
The food we eat, the clothes we wear, the music we like, the pictures we paint
We are judged for the way we see the world, for the way we think
We are judged for the way we live.
So how can we love ourself when from the day we are born are told
And folded
Into what others think we should be
And never given a chance to be who we are destined to be.
Love your neighbour as you love yourself.
But how can you love someone else, when you were never given a chance
To love yourself.
Kristina Sep 2014
And I'm laying in my bed, like every other day
And I'm thinking of you, like every other day
And you're not here, once again.
I'm not in your thoughts, I'm not in your heart
So why am I in your life?
What's my purpose in your story?
You said baby steps
I said, that's okay, let's see what that makes.
I wish you would make it go away
You should make it go away.
But instead, you create more mess
The kind of mess that weak hearts die for.
The kind of mess we read in fairytales.
The kind of mess that fills my heart with butterflies and dizzyness.
You're a mess.
And I wish I was yours.

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