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Isn't it ironic that
The feeling of abandonment
Doesn't know
How to leave you?
 Sep 2014 namii
iffahnabilah
sigh
 Sep 2014 namii
iffahnabilah
Just because someone desires you,
doesn't mean they value you.
Just because he has mysterious black eyes,
and scars on his hands,
doesn't mean you'll be a part of his story.
Even if he calls you up at 2am,
because he miss the sound of your voice,
and the softness of your skin,
remember that he is -
he needed someone,
he didn't need you.
You're holding his hands,
looking at him,
and he seem miles away.
Remember, do not blame him for this aching pain.
Remember he is just a boy.
Remember it is your fault for letting yourself be treated this way.
Remember, honey, remember,
one more day will only postpone the heartbreak.
So as to say, that one more day might make him fall in love with you.
Anything can happen within that one day.
But never spend it in bed,
hugging your knees,
and crying till all the pain goes away.
Do not allow yourself to live in a state of denial.
Do not deny the fact that you are merely a passer-by who troubled him too much on his adventure.
Accept the fact your relationship is a pair of lines that crossed.
Accept the fact that honey,
no matter how much you love him,
even more than a fire loves a forest,
if he loves you back,
he'll come back home.

( FAH )
 Sep 2014 namii
iffahnabilah
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 Sep 2014 namii
iffahnabilah
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remember when i was your boat,
and you were the sea?
and each time dark clouds hovered over us,
a thunderstorm rumbling it's oncoming presence,
your currents waves on to hit somebody else's shores.
it's like that isn't it?
I'm not jealous.
Just hurt.
I should have known better.
It happened once,
why the **** not again.
 Sep 2014 namii
jacky
Take my mind like a pocket book.
      Hold it between your hands,
      posses each of its pages, and
      you'll see, the chapters are tainted
      with your name on it.

Read my own thoughts in your own words.
      free your insecurities by the touch
      of my imagination
      of you teasing me with your teasing eyes
      look, you are the most beautiful, no,
      you are the definition of beautiful.

Feel me through each of my pages.
     I would be breathing under your handbag.
     And you'll take me to where you are headed.
     Show me what I showed you.
     Through my mind, i'll see you.

Burn me, with the heat of your grip.
     And if my mind is inside the flames you set
     I'd gladly embrace my own death
    for if i would burn inside your arms
    it would be the best way to perish.
i (still) like you it's like you've been tattooed onto my skin and i cannot get you off my mind, so take my mind with you, like one of your pockt books.
 Sep 2014 namii
iffahnabilah
Last night,
my psychiatrist told me,
i was a brave girl.

I can't help but wonder,
how much she was paid,
to say this,
to all the other
girls
too.

( FAH )
 Sep 2014 namii
Styles
Many have come,
Even more have passed.
Feelings linger the longer it last.
The future presents tomorrows past.
Like the words of a rough draft,
Our draft lead us down a lonely path.
there ain't nothing left
but candles burned to stubs
and busted headphones
torn up books
and ones never opened
i am here

beneath

the
       covers
trying to take my mind off of dying
off of loneliness
off of everything
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