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Niki Elizabeth Sep 2014
I knew who you were coming in -
I'd heard her name before
but still I dove in head first
and they told me about your ways -
how you'd love and leave
breaking hearts without care.
That you didn't even try to
but her name was always there.
No one really knows what happened
or why she controls you so.
It's over and she's not waiting -
why can't you be over her too?
  Aug 2014 Niki Elizabeth
Marisa Hope
They cut down trees to build major cities,
to pave new roads.
What happens to the people?
They cut down trees in our hearts,
pave roads for themselves.
They build cities with their names in lights.
But what happens when they leave?
The cities become abandoned,
the lights begin to flicker.
They've permanently built a city in your heart,
making your blood pump thicker.
People come and go,
but the ones you truly remember,
are those whose lights still flicker,
even after they've been gone forever.
I am your best kept secret
The one you are afraid to be seen with
The one you can't bring back to your friends
The one you can't tell anyone about.
But I am the one who thought you cared
I am the one who fell head over heels
And I am the one picking myself up off the floor
And strutting out the front door.
Niki Elizabeth Aug 2014
Why do I feel so empty?
This weekend with you is all that I've wanted in a while.
So then why do I feel so sad?
Her name keeps popping up everywhere.
I wish I knew where we stood,
And where you stand with her,
Where you stand at all.
I just want to be with you and forget about it all
*But I feel like there's another person in bed with us right now.
Niki Elizabeth Aug 2014
No need to thank me
That's what he said
But I wanted to
- that was a lie.
I didn't just want to thank you
I wanted to run and scream and tell the world your praises
Why?
You made me smile
When I was starting to forget what it looked like.
Niki Elizabeth Aug 2014
those days when you're too sad to write
yet you know writing is the only thing that could possibly fix you
and in that moment you wonder
what will become of you when you can write no more.
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