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this upsets me a lot
i'm sorry

floorboard creak as i walk through the house                    
                           i stop for a moment to listen for you
                                                                         and there you are
                              two steps behind me
                       you're not really there                                                          
but i feel your presence
you're a ghost in my mind                      
you return to me late at night                                          
                or when no one's home
                                                                         i hear your deep chuckle
                                                                                              and can't help but smile
you're two steps behind me                    
you're a ghost in my presence                                  
           but you're there
you're with me
you're reassuring me
                       constantly of your love for me
                                           and my love for you

let your ghost be here                                                      
when you cant                

                                                                                         haunt me
                                                            and never stop

*~**~

the wheels on the bus go round and round
- i drag myself to school to escape home.
round and round
- school is too much. home again.
round and round
- sleep comes at 2am
the wheels on the bus go round and round
- dreams or nightmares are distant fuzz
all the way to school

the baby on the bus goes wah wah wah
- hold emotions in, or people will know
wah wah wah
- don't want people to know they won't understand
wah wah wah
- they think their school crushes, gossip,
the baby on the bus goes wah wah wah
- school dances, will end them.
all the way to school

i personally believe in magic
but newtons 3 law...
i believe that also, more than anything          

............

a little pond
picturesque in tiny detail
  short cut grass surrounds it                          
the water reflects the flawless sky
the small cheeping of water birds                        
partly submerged water ferns

a duck                          
brightly colored
on the relatively small side
paddles free of worries                
joyfully, around the pond

the ripples it creates  
rebound, hitting the edge multiple times        
lapping up the embankment

i'm the pond
you're the duck
your actions hit me          
multiple times
a day
a week          
a month

...

"for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction"

good luck
I wish you all
the best

"if people were flowers i'd pick you"                                                             ­                                       
                         ­                  no, i wouldn't pick you
because if you were a flower            
you would be too fragile and beautiful
                              for me to pluck you from the ground
take you out of the soil that you're living in              
                                                ­because flowers, after a couple of days
                                                   wilt and slowly die
                                                             ­             while their colours fade

                            instead i would grasp the hardy weeds around you
making it a safer place for you to grow          
give water to you every day                                                        
send love to you every day                                                        

    ­                                       then if i was feeling really selfish
i would dig you up                
roots, dirt and all      
not leaving any of you behind              
and place you gently in a ***
before placing you on my window sill

letting you grow                                                             ­                                       
giving you water                                                            ­                                          
and loving you                                                              ­                                          
no, i wouldn't pick you

...

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cinco por él

lonely,
               people sit
forever
  not knowing,
maybe not
        wanting
to
know.

when they
know.
they feel
                a need
to
change
to
do something
        
to live

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i saw a boy and girl today
                           they were about our age
the boy looked nothing like you                                                                                            
the girl looked nothing like me                                                                                              
                                                                    yet something
                                                  about the way they were
                                                              around each other
                                        how they seemed to know the
                                                                  others thoughts
                                            without talking or anything
and it made me think                                                                      
if thats how we look to others too                                                                                            
like we're
connected
maybe
its just
love
♡