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1.0k · Jun 2019
emotional
libra Jun 2019
i cried in your car remembering the ones who cast me aside
you told me i wasn’t ready
perhaps
you were right
887 · Jan 2019
i never know what to say
libra Jan 2019
everything fades
your interest in me will soon collect dust
leave me this way like so many others before you
i was never special
will i ever stop catching feelings
858 · Dec 2018
august
libra Dec 2018
there was no masked man in the streets
no dark alleys
no wandering empty city streets at night
it was us
and a bed
and a no that died on my lips
a stop i never said but longed for
it was on those dingy sheets that i became a shiny object
made only to please you
suddenly
i was covered in rust
coming to terms with ****** assault is hard
515 · Apr 2019
loss
libra Apr 2019
i cannot evaporate fast enough
314 · Apr 2019
long drives
libra Apr 2019
to you
i am a forgotten side street on a dirt road
to me
you are a highway stretching across the hole inside of me
265 · Jun 2019
long drives pt. 2
libra Jun 2019
terrified
that was the word you used
terrified to jump in too quickly
terrified of being consumed
and i wonder
if anxiety clutches at your chest when you think of me
because you care
or if your feelings for me run by
blurry
like the blackened trees at night on our long drives
what do you want from me
194 · Dec 2018
lover
libra Dec 2018
how do i articulate
the way i crave to open my veins and watch the universe pour out
the red
dripping down the sink
my temporary fix
i lust for the sting of my forbidden lover
it has been three years since your stainless, shiny lips kissed my arms
and my thighs
i long for you to hold me again
190 · Dec 2018
wonder
libra Dec 2018
i wonder
if my name left permanent marks on the lips of lovers that left me behind
i wonder
if the expanse of my body burned holes into their minds
i wonder
when someone will see the depths of who i truly am
i wonder
if one day someone will stay
nothing and no one is permanent
186 · Dec 2018
you
libra Dec 2018
you
how do i put into words
the way you make me want to tear down my carefully reinforced walls
i know you’re going to break my heart
i want to let you
feelings are gross because i don’t want to feel
179 · Mar 2019
november to march
libra Mar 2019
do you know
the way i trace the contours of your face
and study the depth of your eyes
the kisses i long for but am always too afraid to steal
i want you
and i want you to let me in
163 · Dec 2018
lighthouse
libra Dec 2018
my heavy heart
weighs down my soul like anchors
i am lost at sea
come and find me
162 · Apr 2019
us
libra Apr 2019
us
you pull me in
and push me away
hot and cold
you want me
without commitment
pull me close in dimly lit hotel rooms
your chest against my back
while you laugh about how i’m such a good friend
i have always wondered what we are
but it’s those three words i am always afraid to say
156 · Jun 2020
us pt. 2
libra Jun 2020
the calm before the storm
my overcast eyes swallow you
tidal
lost in their stormy pools

your summer eyes
deep amber
the light before the dawn

stormy and sweet
something tells me we were always meant to be
155 · Jan 2019
taurus
libra Jan 2019
***** hands and longing gaze
we slip into carnality
i am lost in the depths of your eyes
pressed
against your chest amongst a cooling sheen of sweat
watching the way we glow
i am lost
in the depths of you
148 · Apr 2019
vulnerable
libra Apr 2019
please keep the darkest parts of me safe
i write too much about you
148 · Sep 2019
p.m.b
libra Sep 2019
you’re not one for love letters
so i wrote you something else

your arms feel like coming home
i love being in love
143 · Oct 2019
home
libra Oct 2019
as the trees passed by us in brilliant, warm hues
as the road stretched endlessly before us
the soft songs of the river whispered to me as we stood in its belly
watching the current twist and swirl
i watched you in the fading afternoon light
there was a dawning

being with you feels like coming home
139 · Sep 2019
insecure
libra Sep 2019
i watched the way you watched that girl at the beach
the way the salt water fell off her smooth, bronzed skin
down the supple curve of her hips
ever since then
i have tried to mold my waist into an hourglass shape
tried to scrub
and tear
and squeeze away the thickness in my thighs
or the jiggle of my belly
or the blackened purple stretch marks that travel up my abdomen

i watched the way you watched that ******* the beach,
and ever since then i have wanted to be her
beautiful, smooth and perfect
but all i have found as i scanned the expanse of my body
was acne scars, scabs that used to be bug bites,
the tiny bumps on my arms and the tiny hairs on my chin

i watched the way you watched that ******* the beach,
she was the kind of perfect i will never be
i want to  know what it feels like to be beautiful

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