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Dark brown eyes So dark They are almost black I'd always yearned for a different color A color like hers: Clear Arctic blue Reminiscent of the pristine glaciers that dot the place I lived in before I met her She told me That my eyes were special And I asked her how that could be When so many others have The Exact Same Color She told me That my eyes were the color of soil after a calming rain Which is really just mud But I loved it anyway She could say the most terrible things to me And I'd love them anyway Because she said them Which is funny, Since she's never said A single word To hurt me She knows that I am broken I am damaged goods I am the unwanted crumbs at the bottom of the potato chip bag Except that she would never say that to me Instead she says That I am perfect And now When I see Arctic blue I don't think of cold
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Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
The Color of Soil After a Calming Rain
Dark brown eyes So dark They are almost black I'd always yearned for a different color A color like hers: Clear Arctic blue Reminiscent of the pristine glaciers that dot the place I lived in before I met her She told me That my eyes were special And I asked her how that could be When so many others have The Exact Same Color She told me That my eyes were the color of soil after a calming rain Which is really just mud But I loved it anyway She could say the most terrible things to me And I'd love them anyway Because she said them Which is funny, Since she's never said A single word To hurt me She knows that I am broken I am damaged goods I am the unwanted crumbs at the bottom of the potato chip bag Except that she would never say that to me Instead she says That I am perfect And now When I see Arctic blue I don't think of cold
In a few weeks, this poem will turn 4 years old. It's about the first person I was ever in love with- a straight girl I was good friends with. I'd never felt that kind of emotion to that extent before her, though is unrequited love truly love? The both of us are now in separate, very happy relationships, but this piece still has a special place in my heart.
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20/Cis/USA
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
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