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looking at you makes me feel so ******* sick but i would rather feel nausea because of you than nothing at all
i want to kiss you until your lips are raw
your mind is so beautiful and i long for it
i never dreamed of having someone like you with me
but now that you're here i want you to stay
a series of ten word stories
olivia larson Aug 2015
we are over.
not in the way you say we are.
i will not wait like a dog
for you to open the door.
for too long you've left me in the rain
pawing at the door and whimpering
while you took care of that stray
i get she needs you more than i do,
but you can't just leave me out here.
you chose me.
so it's time to start acting like it.
but we are over.
the night you locked the door on me,
all i wanted was the key.
i thought if i said "i love you"
in just the right way
you'd let me in
but then i realized
i am not yours
i refuse to fall into this trap
like the stray you love oh so much
i was whole before you
i will learn to become whole without you.
olivia larson Aug 2015
you were never my three am call
when tears were rushing down my face
just because i missed
the way your lips taste
olivia larson Aug 2015
i can still taste your lips
when i tell them you locked me out
i can still feel your arms
when people try and console me
i can still hear your laugh
whenever my friend makes a joke
you are everywhere
absolutely everywhere
so why am i crying alone
why am i trudging through the days
without so much as a "how are you"
but then again,
your lips burned me.
they set fire to my skin
but then again,
your arms had thorns.
they were beautiful but deadly
but then again,
your laugh made me cringe.
it sent cold chills up my spine
but then again,
i never loved you.
olivia larson Aug 2015
i hope she was worth it
i hope she makes you feel like the only star in the sky
i hope she makes you laugh
i hope she tells you her ***** secrets
and i hope she accepts yours
i hope she kisses your nose
and gazes at your crooked teeth when you smile
because you're so overwhelmed by
how much you love her.
i hope she mindlessly strokes your hand
and never lets it go
i hope she wraps her legs around you
and falls asleep on your chest
i hope you love the way her hair smells
and i hope you feel safe.
i hope she lets you scream songs in the car
with the windows rolled down
i hope she makes you feel invincible
i hope she makes you feel a constant roller coaster
of nothing but good vibes
i hope she makes you laugh your true laugh
the one you hate hearing
i hope she absolutely loves it
i hope you love her with every fiber of your being
jesus christ
i hope she was worth it.
and if all my hopes come true
i hope you hold her and never let her go.
olivia larson Aug 2015
you told me you could see lifetimes in my eyes
you told me my fingers painted galaxies on your skin
you told me we would be okay
so now what am i supposed to believe?
the moon weeps for us
the stars look down in sorrow
they have lost their shine
the same ones we danced beneath
now mourn our demise
the same ones we laughed up to
and told secrets to
and whispered cotton candy promises to
now do not believe in love.
the galaxies i once painted on your skin
call us liars

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