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Love Jul 2015
Me
I live for myself,
I don't worry about what others think,
I don't care if I'm not wearing make up,
at the end of the day I come home,
feeling happy,
because whatever I did,
I did
**for me
Love Jul 2015
Once flawless,
Now Scared.

Once Fixed,
Now Broken.

Once New,
Now Old.

Once Happy,
Now **Sad
Love Jun 2015
We both hated each other,
I annoyed you,
You irked me.

A few months later

We became best friends,
I made you laugh,
you challenged me.

A few months later

We fell for each other,
I'd sneak glances at you,
You made me happy.

A few months later

We held hands,
I fell harder for you,
You may have for me too.

A Year Later

We grew up,
I changed,
You didn't like it.
Love Jun 2015
Everyone has a weakness,
Mine happens to be You

Everyone has their fears,
**You're mine.
Love May 2015
It's your voice that I woke up to,
drunken and low,
like a purr of the engine.

You tell me about this girl,
I've never heard you describe anyone like her before,
Nor have I heard you drunk.

She's the answer to your riddles,
the aches in your melody,
the voice you hear in your dreams.

You never told me her name,
And I'd be lying if I didn't say,
**I wanted her to be me.
Love May 2015
It's a balloon,
flies
  high up

the sky is it's limit
the wind
          it's friend

It keeps going
                          h i g h e r

It's so
pretty
                              up there

there's something
sharp
it's beautiful

the balloon
it
moves
d
o
w
n

the wind
it tells the balloon to
s t o p

but the balloon tells the wind to
s t o p

it wants to
see
to
know

the wind stops

the balloon goes down
it's sharp
green leaves,
sharp
they circle the brown
sharp
thorns

it's beautiful

the balloon
feels a push
it's too near

it begs the wind
"******* away,"
the wind is
                     silent

The balloon can't stop
f
a
  l
   l
     i
       n
          g

there's a sound
it
* p  o  p  s
We ignore the advice and decide we know it's okay but it isn't. It's not okay.
Love May 2015
It's your voice that caught her attention first,
The tragic eyes that bloomed her desire,
The beautiful smile that stole her heart.

It's the way you move that made her stop,
The song you played that changed her mind,
The way you treated her that pushed her *away.
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