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Neath Sep 2014
She broke up with me and I miss her very much...
but
that's okay because the other me in a different parallel universe is still together with
**her
Neath Sep 2014
Her heart keeps calling me and leaving messages on
my answering machine.
Sometimes I pick up but most times I don't.
She doesn't call anymore.
I call her back.
She doesn't pick up
not even once...
Neath Sep 2014
The sun is blinding to the eyes when looked upon.
Untouched and Undisturbed
Burning with the spires of a million flames, reducing everything to ashes
yet
gives us the most beautiful days of our ongoing lives.
Neath Sep 2014
Back then I would've given you the world but now you better give me a ******* good reason why I should.
Neath Sep 2014
"She was brought unto me of her own volition
and
I was brought unto her of my own attrition."
Neath Sep 2014
She loves to lie, lie and lie.

It paints her different colors when she lies.

She lies in red, blue, yellow and all the other colors of the rainbow.

When she's angry she lies red.

When she's sad she lies blue

When she's happy she lies yellow.

but

when she's with me she lies white.
Neath Sep 2014
The door shuts closed in front of me.

She’s gone, her train arrives at 7:00PM

Her belongings are riddled throughout my room with crumpled shirts on my nightstand, loose bras on the head of my pillow and our promise ring down the drain

I promised her that we would always be together until the test of time finally reaches us, but that didn’t happen.

What caught up to us was my own shitiness.

She always had dreams of becoming a dancer, while I lay in my bed dreamless.

My life was over when I got that ****** job, but her life started when she was offered a chance to dance in this new upcoming theatre play that had something to do about a loveless lonely boy.

I couldn’t go with her to see the loveless lonely boy.

I had some big shot meeting at 6:47PM that I couldn’t miss or I would get my *** handed to me.

I sit on the edge of the bed isolated in the torrents of my mind.
My body cemented to the edge of the bed where we have made emotional love countless times.

Then suddenly my eyes widened and my mind enlightened

She loves me and I love her.

I break away from the edge of our bed, go fish out our promise ring with an unwoven steel coat hanger.

I don’t want to be like that loveless lonely boy in the theatre play.

I rush out the door and in my mind, I keep repeating
"I have to go get her."

I don’t care about that big shot meeting at 6:47PM; all I care about is her.

As I get to the train station at 6:58PM, she’s there standing with a briefcase that contains the memories of us.

She looks into my tearful eyes, and I look into her eyes.

My fingers twirling with the promise ring that kept us together for so long.
*"Until the test of time reaches us…"
Do it, because you may never have another chance.
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