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  Mar 2018 Alexandria Rose
Natasha
I could never tell you
exactly what's going on inside my head,
so I'll write instead.
Drown my thoughts in paper & lead.
Keep my hands alive,
and my expression dead.
  Mar 2018 Alexandria Rose
Fox
Why do people think
That being cubby
Is ugly?

Thick thighs

Rounded stomach

Flabby waist

I’ve never thought it mattered
Because if someone
Thinks you’re ugly
Because of the amount of skin
You have or don’t have

Then they don’t know
What true beauty is

Because in my opinion
If they care for you
They’ll love all of you
Alexandria Rose Mar 2018
March 16, 2018 / 11:01pm
When someone is
brighter
than the
sun
and
stars,
you don't even
look at the
sky as much
anymore.
Unless,
there's a
sunset,
then you
want to
share the
aesthetically pleasing beauty
with them.
When
you guys enjoy
your
favorite foods
together,
you'll never
want to
eat it
alone
ever again.
When
you're in a
Queen sized bed
holding each other's
bare skinned
bodies
under the
warmest blankets
shared with
body heat and undying love,
when they're
absent,
you'd rather
sleep
on the
hardwood floor
shivering.
When the
sound
of their
laugh
is the
greatest vibration
that travels
through the air,
you'll never
want to
make contact
with another
individual
as long as your
life continues.
When you're
attracted and attached,
you will never
lay eyes
on
anyone
like you do
when you're
appreciating
their
existence.
When
you're so scared
to lose
someone,
you'll show their
mom
a substantial amount
of love,
for being the cause
of you being
so lucky
for having
them in
your life.
When you've
opened up
your past
to that
special human,
and they have
opened their ears
to all your
ashamed
secrets,
mistakes,
and struggles,
you'll never even
think about
having another
friend.
When
they've ripped
your clothes
off your body
and have
witnessed
every
raw feature
of your skin,
you'll never show
your insecurities to
another
set of eyes.
When you split
an
extensive amount
of
compassion,
and practically
tear out
your hearts
full of all the
love
you have to offer,
and
gently
but,
without hesitation,
put it in each other's
bare hands,
it will
forever
be their
treasure to hold.
"I love you"
in the sound
of their
addicting voice
will forever be
what you
hope to hear
every time
they
open their mouth.
No matter what
location
you stand in
or however
long or short
you're apart,
their arms
are where
you'll want to be.
Their
private parts,
which you're the only
VIP member to,
is what you will crave
in your aching bones.
Their deep affection
will be
your drug
and not
endless amounts
of
rehab
will ever help you
stop using.
Every flaw
they admit to having
will be
invisible
to your vision.
Every breath
they take
will be
your reason
to fight through
every obstacle
you stumble upon.
They'll be your
oxygen
and
every beat of your heart.
They'll be your
everything
the other and better
half of you.

A.R
Alexandria Rose Mar 2018
3/27/2018 - 2:27am
It’s tough, you know.
When it’s 2am,
and you’ve
finally
decided
to try and get some sleep.
Then, your fear comes
in this giant wave
like you’re the shore
it’s crashing into.
It’s tough,
when you’re out shopping
for house necessities
and, your chest is
so tight,
and your hands
are trembling
because, anxiety
is so *******
controlling,
and you have to
act like you’re totally
okay every time
you walk past
another human being
acting like
they’re totally okay.
None of us
are ever totally okay.
All of us
struggle in
personal battles
everyday.
Some
worse than others,
but for all,
it’s tough.

A.R
Alexandria Rose Mar 2018
Kiss me goodnight
with your
soft, addicting
lips.
Caress my hand
with your thumb
while the rest
of our fingers
are intertwined
and holding
tightly
like our hands
are sewed together
and we’ll never be able to
let go.
Forget the blankets,
and let’s enjoy
the warmth from
our bodies
pressing up against
each other’s
smooth skin.
Let’s lay in the dark
at 1am,
and tell each other
all the skeletons we have
in the closet.
Or why
your parents
aren’t together anymore,
what
your biggest fear is,
or about a night
you drank yourself into
oblivion.
Tell me all the
crazy stories
about you
and
your childhood best friend
causing chaos.
Hold me tighter
in your arms
as our talking ends,
and
I’ll fall asleep
to you
gently playing
with my hair.
Kiss me goodmorning
with your
soft, addicting
lips.
Tell me how beautiful
my eyes look
in the sunlight
beaming through
the window.
Lay with me,
for a few
more moments
so I don’t have to
leave
your arms
that never stopped
holding me
through the night.
Laugh with me,
so I can get
addicted
to a sound
I’ll never get
sick of hearing.
Let the words
“I love you”
pour out of your
mouth,
like the waterfall
that pours
out of me
when you
make me
reach my ******.
Have me
get attached
to every part of you.
Love me,
and
never step away.

A.R

— The End —