She walked in
And every
Unit of
Time and space
Became a
Concept
Of his
Imagination.

He looked
At her
Eyes
Wide open
Studying the
Female-like
Constellation
Starting
To form
Every single
Star
Colliding
Into another.

She was
Something
New
Pure
Shattered
And rebuilt
And he
Saw it
With eyes
Wide open.




-LynnAA

being separated from you
is suffocating
and i wonder
if you feel the same

I didn't stop hurting until
I put you into poetry

I feel myself becoming bitter
As the world's facade begins to fade.
The sweetness cannot mask the grit forever;
Now I taste it between my teeth as I try to smile.
Perceptions dim and twist.
Reality finally makes itself known.
I fight the cynicism -
It wells up in my throat like bile.
Determined not to let it change me,
Feeling it corrode my innocence like acid.
Is everyone like this?
Was I just too blind to see it?

I hope you love her better
Than you loved me.