and, oh ****, you've got freckles on your shoulders
stars in your eyes and a curl across your forehead
don't you dare grin at me like that because i'm
falling
for your
rakish and
charming and
golden-haired almost-sweetness and your
deep-down beautiful way and you're
smiling just for me and you're
giving me that look like
i can't believe you! because i'm
throwing you off guard because i'm
weird-random laughing-beaming funny-jaunty teasing-scowling and just really really strange
i'm the opposite of your safe maybe-pretty girlfriend and the
opposite of your ******* friends
and most of all
most of all
most of all
i'm
mother of god,
i'm


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So keep strong and carry on -
They don't know about you yet.
The dusty-blue sky can reverberate with your
TRIUMPH
So ignore the feet trying to stamp you out
and blaze.
Your happiness is in your hands and they know nothing of it.
Laugh because you can and know:
you are rising
living
being
and they are only dust.

what i don't understand is how you
can't hear my heartbeat from where you are,
can't feel my laughter,
can't see my love,
what i don't understand is how you
can't feel the way i feel about you.
i don't understand how it can be overlooked by
anyone, especially you,
the way my heart leaps
(out of my chest)
my eyes shine
(out of my head)
my breath stops
(out of my mind
for you).
what i don't understand is how
one person can love someone so much
how one person can be so oblivious to it -
shouldn't there be some
cosmic rule
that hearts don't love alone?
there's not, i know
(and
i would know)
but there should be because the
loneliness is eating me alive, the
want is eating me dead, the
hope is filling me to my absolute brim,
and all of it
all of it
all of it, for you.