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Morgan Lee Dec 2014
It’s hardest for me on days like today when I hear a new song and I just want to play it for you.
But I know I can’t go there because I’ll never make it back,  I told you goodbye and I meant it when I packed
but it doesn't mean I don’t miss you. It doesn't mean I don’t want you still sometimes too.
I’m better off now, that I know for sure. I just don’t know why I always wanted you more.
Love is flawed and so are we, I thought that made us fit perfectly but I was wrong.
I know now that we were never meant to be, you love you more than you’d ever love me and
If you had to choose between holding the bottle and holding my hand, that’s a contest I’d never win.
I tried to replace the cigarettes with my lips, I tried to catch you but I slipped away
And you never noticed or asked me to stay so here we are. Alone when we didn't have to be.
Morgan Lee Aug 2014
There’s no marks on my hands from all the fights we’ve been in
Running mascara is the only black eye you ever gave me.
Your words cut so deep, but you never made me bleed
The scars I have are the kind you can’t see.

There is one from the night you left me
When you swore you were never coming back.
Another runs deep, from the day you let me leave.
You stood laughing as you watched me try to pack.

The things you say to me when you’re angry
Hit harder than any punch ever could.
You always knew what to say to hurt me
And it got me good like you knew it would.  

Now when I think of you, I feel nothing,
Only emptiness and pity where love once was.
All those tears I cried were full of memories
And now they’ve washed us away in their flood.
Morgan Lee Aug 2014
Never forget where you come from and what you believe. If you stand for nothing, you’ll fall for anything.

Take advice but listen to your heart. Don’t get too old to wish on stars.

You’ll get hurt but don’t be afraid of love. You’ll fall down but you gotta get back up.

Forgive, and forgive again, but know when to run. Let go of hate, hang on tight to love.

People change, give them a second chance. Embarrass yourself, sing loud, and dance.

Don’t lose your faith, sometimes it’s all you’ll have. When you leave home, don’t forget Mom and Dad.

Trust yourself and the things you know to be true. Always remember there’s a home waiting for you.

You won’t be happy with someone else until you’re happy with who you are. Don’t be afraid to figure it out, even if it takes you far.

Be completely you and don’t change for anyone. Someday someone will love it all, and then some.

When you think you never will again, you will. When your world goes crazy, make time to just be still.

You’ll make mistakes, you might hate yourself, you’ll even wish to turn back time. But the world’s not ending, and I promise you’re going to be fine.

Forgive always, be slow to anger, love with your whole heart. Each ending is only the beginning, and a chance for a new start.

There are no rules to life, it’s a complicated thing where you have to make your own way. Whenever you’re in doubt hit your knees and pray.

I don’t know much, but this is the best of what I do: You’re beautiful. You’re smart. You’re brave. And I love you.
Morgan Lee Aug 2014
The memory of your skin against mine
Is like an eraser eradicating everything.
The words tumble out of your mouth
But do you hear what I don’t say?
Do you hear me when I say I love you?
I remember our ignorance of yesterday.
I remember it all.
Searching in them for the answer I can’t find in your eyes,
I stroke these keys as if they are your face.
Morgan Lee Aug 2014
I get a strange satisfaction of watching the words disappear letter by letter as I hold down the backspace key. Sometimes I feel like that’s my life. You’re holding down my backspace key and the longer you do, the more of me disappears. I want to fill the page back up but every time I try, there you are, erasing. Deleting. Wiping everything I am away. The weight of your hand is too much for me and I can’t get out from under it.
Morgan Lee Aug 2014
Maybe one day I’ll get mad enough.
Maybe one day I’ll be able to take the lead,
Maybe one day I’ll pack that suitcase.
Or if I’m really lucky, maybe one day you’ll leave me.

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