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 Jun 2013 madeline may
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Oh, maybe I'm so
much more than
just a
girl
 Jun 2013 madeline may
romxnce
the blooming of flowers
in the cool, breeze filled spring
brought me hope
and small joyful feelings
leaving me excited
and for the first time in a while
happy

the cool feel of the ocean
splashing on my skin
the sand between my toes
and the sun's rays filling me with life
make me laugh
and giggle
and I knew that summer was my favorite season

the coolness of autumn
the browning of the leaves
left me a little sad
and the start of yet another school year
filled me with a sense of dread
I had not felt for almost
three whole months

the cold harsh winter
invading my life
stole my hope
and left my dreams out in the
freezing winter storms
I froze from the inside out
and I was burnt by ice
I could no longer live as I wanted to
and I fell into a deep dark place
I thought I'd left forever
but when I hit the ground I didn't stay
I broke into a million pieces
ice shatters and
I
was
frozen

never again would I see the
spring flowers bloom
the magnificent waves of the ocean
the browning leaves fall from the trees
or even that harsh winter blizzard that put me here
I was gone
realizing i loved him, was like waking up.
the slow realization of becoming alive again.
slowly, but then all at once.
not aware of life yet but not paused anymore either.
don’t tiptoe around her feelings.
don’t smother truths among lies.
don’t think you can mend her porcelain heart.
don’t expect her to listen to you.
don’t tell her to grow up.
don’t ask her too many questions when she’s hurting.
don’t be afraid to touch her scars.
don’t rush her.

do love her endlessly.
do stay with her and just hold her.
do play with her hair.
do kiss away her tears.
do hum in her ear softly as you stroke her back.
do stay with her while she sleeps.
do stay with her while she wakes.
do respect her boundaries.
do have patience.
do feel honoured when she opens up to; it is a rare thing and means she values you.
 Jun 2013 madeline may
Morgan
Jasmine rice and green tea
Sambuca and coffee
Cigarettes and ***
Whiskey and scary movies
Cigars and wine
Lap dances and nature walks
Tattoos and Vanilla lips
Ripped jeans and strawberries
Summer nights and smeared lipstick
Strong arms and weak hearts
Tall legs and short tempers
Cappuccino and thick tummies
Piercings and snow storms
Hot chocolate and fireplaces
Sweat pants and afternoon naps
Early mornings with no where to go
Boys and girls who kiss super slow
Conversations that give you butterflies
Staying in bed all day
Crying for hours
Feeling your collar bones
Watching scars fade away
Skinny dipping
Stretching
Laughing
Falling in love
Or out of hate
With yourself
Or anyone else

And
Ya know
People are always ******* tripping over ****.
If all else fails, at least look for that
 Jun 2013 madeline may
Morgan
You sewed your arms into the edges of my mattress. A year later the thread fell apart. You'd still wrap yourself in my sheets & lie awake counting imperfections in my ceiling tiles. But you were not a part of this place anymore and less and less you came around. I missed you. You wrote your name on every line and in every margin of my life but over time those letters had to efface. You were not a part of this place anymore and less and less you'd take ink to those old pages. I missed you. You synced your voice into my cellphone but over time it was consumed by static. You were not a part of this place anymore and less and less you'd call to say goodnight. I missed you.
But my heart is a melting ***
And I drained you out

He etched himself into my skin
He stretched his sleeves over my arms
He melted his knees into my thighs
He poured blue hues from his eyes into
the brown of mine
He left his lips on my teeth
He grew his limbs like branches of a tree all
over my bed frame
My mornings are coffee and cologne
And my evenings, insence and ****
I don't even know how to keep missing you
I'm sorry
 Jun 2013 madeline may
Redshift
every time
i am too hurt to move
or say anything
to anyone
my cat comes
and lays down on my stomach
and purrs
and looks at me
and her slitted eyes
tell me
to be ok.
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