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Marisa Lu Makil Jun 2023
My parents made a life together
A marriage built to last
They kissed and loved and raised us
And taught us to live vast

I met you, they didn't approve
I thought that you could change
I guess I should have listened
*** you changed in different ways

At first we made each other laugh
And I felt right at home
But when I needed you the most
I found myself alone

I was always there for you
You said I made you safe
I quickly fell in love with you
Turns out I made mistakes

My past, you used against me
My future was a threat
The present was all I lived for
I took what I could get

The strongest thing I ever did
Was leaving you at last
Before I even realized,
Six long months had passed

I still think of you sometimes
Try my hardest not to call
But I know if I see you again
Right into love I'll fall

I guess I'm doing better now,
Sometimes I forget, but
It's so hard not to remember
All of my weak regrets

I wanted everything for us
I guess we moved too fast
I thought we could have a future
Turns out all we have is past
I still love him. Maybe not in the same way that I used to, but I do love him. He's in the back of my mind making goofy faces like he used to, a gentle reminder of how it went wrong. I hate the way we ended things. It's been six months since we've talked, and almost 10 months since I've seen him. I've always reached out to him after allowing him to settle down, but I guess I just got tired of cleaning up the mess that he was. He made me feel needed and wanted, and I think that's why I fell for him. But that's not love, not really. And that's why I am still able to say that I've never been in love before. He was like a drug, after a time, I couldn't help but text him, but I hated things that he did to me, enduring them only for the times when he called me beautiful. And like a drug, though I haven't gone near him in a long time, I think there may always be a small part of my that wants to go running back.
Marisa Lu Makil May 2023
I dream of chilly dawns
When blue night meets gray springtime
The bite of a new season
Hazy
Like wine on my lips
A breathless newness
Where everything inhales
Holding it inside before the
Exhale
Of a new day
The deep breath before the plunge
A still silence
Not quite silver glass
Nor a golden daylight
But a nether in between
The empty
That comes from
Awaiting new things
This might just be a "me" poem. I can see the sunrise out the door at work every morning, and this  was inspired by today. May 19th, 2023. I hope I remember it as a glistening silver before all the days of gold that lie ahead.
Marisa Lu Makil May 2023
And when I was finally in your arms
All I could say
Was
"Don't let me go"
Lately my life has been a hundred days of tragedy broken up by moments of clarity where I know I'm being held. I sob for ages, just begging for Him to not let me go because i can almost FEEL His arms wrapping around me. He doesn't let me go, but a few moments pass and I can't feel His arms around me anymore. I know that they're there, but it's getting harder to have faith. I'm holding on to it with whitening knuckles, just praying that it won't slip away.
Marisa Lu Makil May 2023
You never really loved me
But I've got blood on my hands
And you always did love the color red.
Marisa Lu Makil May 2023
I guess the truth is
That I still can't believe
Anyone could want me enough
To save me from myself.
Marisa Lu Makil Apr 2023
You tell me that you'd **** for me
But I know that if you did
You'd still find a way to blame me
For handing you the knife.
I think I might make a small series of "******" poems. I'm in a bad frame of mind, and I'm having a hard time handling it.
Marisa Lu Makil Apr 2023
You are poison in my veins
And I can't stop saying yes
You would drag me down to hell
And I would bind myself to help you
I have a problem. I have many. One main sin that seems to keep coming back again and again. I keep telling myself that that's not who I am anymore, and it's no longer what I want, but the right situation comes along, and I willingly drown myself in the ****** taste of sin.
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