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Lauren Palmer Jul 2012
Your'e going to have to try harder than that,
way harder.
The words you say just
go right through.
I've heard them a million times before,
and how could I not?
With all the guys I've been with
it's hard to remember who's-who.
Was it John or Drew
that gave the bear for Valentine's Day
or was that at the fair or zoo?
But anyways, it doesn't matter now.
It's you and me,
right now,
in my room
and even though you're a different guy,
there's nothing new.
I mean, I wish this time could be special,
but it's not.
I don't feel like it is,
and I don't have a girlfriend
to call and share my thoughts.
Well, maybe I should just give up on this
because I'm staring you down
and you're probably wondering
what my thoughts are
jumbling around.
I'll just say nothing-again.
Any you'll say "okay",
and I'll hope to God I'll be just that the next day,
because I want you to try harder,
I'll try harder to-
But I have to start with me,
not you.
Lauren Palmer Jan 2012
When I was young, I loved.
How naive.
Now that I know, you shoved
tricks up your sleeve,
it's me who will leave.
Yes, I will leave.

Blank stares with your wide black eyes.
Going nowhere in disguise.
Don't talk to me,
I won't talk back.
Don't talk.
I can't take it.

When your arms stretched to hold me tight,
they were strong.
Now your branches for your limbs
have done me wrong.
But I, despite all the fears you have caused,
will climb past your thorns
to say I've won.
Lauren Palmer Jan 2012
I wouldn't say I'm a fortune teller,
but I knew just what would happen.
No words came out of your mouth.
Stapled shut.
And you're coming undone everywhere else.

When my eyes open to another cloudy morning,
I'll think about it.
You may think about me.
This is how it goes.
No words come out your mouth.
And then we're friends.
And we're friends,
and we're friends.
Then we come undone.
Lauren Palmer Jan 2012
I just happened upon love one day
as I was walking by
an old couple holding hands by the slides.
I saw them look up,
and it looked like they remembered
the times they spent together
back when they were younger.
They couldn't skip, jump or run,
but they could smile,
and in their hearts they have traveled miles.

The predicament of love
is you never know when it'll be over.
When you have to stop running,
and start heading back to the starting line again.
But those hands-
The ones held so tightly knew
the roughness of pain and sadness.
They remembered the winds that tried
to pry them apart.
But they held on.
Held on to their hands, and ran.
Lauren Palmer Jan 2012
I don't know how tomorrow will be,
All I know is that I'm waiting for it to come.
I don't know how tomorrow will be.
We should leave.
We should leave.
We should leave behind the seeds
that have begun to spring from the dust.

I'm not sure if we belong here,
I just know you found me.
I'm not sure if we belong here.
You should be,
I should be,
We should be away from all fears.

We can be saved from this drought-
from the spring we found-today.
Tomorrow, we can dip up our wells,
and pull far away.
Pull away, and towards something
greater than us.

We're just trapped inside,
in the middle.
A lot of nothing out of something.
We're something out of nothing.
Seeds springing from the dust.
Lauren Palmer Jan 2012
No one can take you away from me.
Tucked in the corner of my heart,
that's where you'll always be.
Like a precious figurine,
I polished you brand new.
Setting the idea on fire
in my imaginary world.

And the clouds whispered by,
'you'll never be the same',
while I laid in a field of dreams.
Rush over me.
Wind rush over.
Carry him away on your breeze.

But no one can take you away from me.
Trapped in the depths of my heart,
that's where you'll always be.

The angels were laughing at us.
They knew we'd never last.
Only you would.

I'm washing away with the rain,
following the parade of rainbows,
searching for him.
The one with the golden touch.

Too bad you can never have
what you've always wanted.
The powers I adored,
they're your worst enemy.
I'd like to say I miss you,
but I know that you transformed me.
You're not who I thought you'd be.

I glitter but my heart is stone.
Searching for change,
searching alone.
It's hard to be soft,
tough to be tender.
Burn 'till I melt down,
try not to remember.
Lauren Palmer Jan 2012
If I kept a journal of my thoughts,
it would overflow.
I think a lot.
A lot of you,
and you steal my dreams.
You're the prettiest thief I've ever seen.

Remember watching the stars with me?
How we talked about going out to sea.
You'd learn to sail,
you promised me.
A lot of things.

I remember.
I remember everything.
All your words,
songs you like to sing.
And when you said you had favorite "little things"
you like.
You like about me.
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