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 Sep 2013 iris tan swee ling
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words fall through me, fool me
into something larger than your shallow breathes
against my collarbones at four in the afternoon.
we are craters, creating something
more wholesome than a smile or the five o'clock news,
and i'm new here
but i felt the pulse in your wrist when you said good morning
and i'm mourning the thickness of the cranium
you're melting away
and i'm tired of your limp fingers
and your tangled hair
i need something more than your mouth
and a quiet shadow.
I'm aware of what
I'm falling into
but no it won't
minimize the impact.

I understand you're the type
that needs constant attention
but I don't see myself
having that much time.

I believed that slowly
you made me fall
because after some time
I found myself quite happy.

I realize I loved you
because I know I would
walk through hell
just to see you smile.

I promised myself
I wouldn't get hurt
because you were the type
to love, leave and break.

I stopped myself
from smiling like an idiot
when you hugged me
and kissed my hair.

I trusted you
with my dearest secrets
and no, you did not
let me down.

I dearly loved
the smallest things you do,
your smile, your laugh
and your personality too.

I remember that day
you bought me Oreos
was the same day
I stopped guarding my heart.

My happiness, my life
my other half,
if you ever break me,
at least make it last.

Because truly
the only person
I want to hurt me
is you.

W.H.Y~
I used to think
that saying ‘I love you’ was overrated,
that if you say it too often it would eventually
lose its meaning

Then I fell in love,

and discovered how these simple words
could mean so much
in so many different ways
and it scares me how I panic
when I don’t hear you say that
you love me
not because I don’t trust you,
but somehow there is an inexplicable feeling inside me
that leaves me unsettled.
love, thoughts, emotions
it’s not fair.
i waited for you for ninety days
and you never told me you only intended
to have a make-believe romance
for fourteen days,
then leave me high and dry
not even a week after i really fell for you.
you didn’t mean to,
but you were playing with me.
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