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  Nov 2015 Langit Mara
Brandi R Lowry
She weeps not for the shore
As distance creates a shadow
She embraces the current
Becoming the wave
And gently pushes her sea home

She chases not the sun
As the day is put to rest
She is the moonlight
That cradles the stars
Tightly to her *******

She yearns not
Her pain-streaked tears
That fall below her feet
She is the soil beneath her toes
Her pain now colors the tree

She worries not
The flowers' bloom
Or the leaves that fall like rain
She is the wind
That will kiss the ground
And sweep it all away
Langit Mara Nov 2015
I bought a white rose today. Not for anyone, not even for anything. It's for me. I buy myself flowers; they make me happy. And I'll do whatever it takes to make myself happy.

All my life, I've been sacrificing everything—even myself—for people who couldn't even appreciate it.

And I think, I think now is time to love myself.
I want to fall in love with myself again.

—l.m
Langit Mara Nov 2015
Lately, I've been craving love more
I miss having someone around
Someone who can make me forget about you
and everything you did to me
Someone to hold me when I'm falling apart
Someone to tell me I'm beautiful,
even with my brokenness
Someone to tell me they still want to kiss my lips
after they see me crumbling down crying and
shaking all over
Someone to remind me that I don't really need you anymore in my life
even though I miss you sometimes
Someone to remind me that I don't need to run back to what broke me just because I miss them
Someone who could help me build myself to be whole again
Someone who loves me that much that they don't let me depend on them, cause
once you get attached, that's when you give them the power to break you


─l.m

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