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 7d Theo
Lyle
gone
 7d Theo
Lyle
What
if
I
was
just

























Gone?
 Apr 20 Theo
badwords
'Charlie'
 Apr 20 Theo
badwords
I promise.
Charlie promises.
We all promise.

We’ll pass the torch.
Even when our hands shake.
Even when the night is too long,
and the static is louder than the stars.
Even when no one is watching.

We’ll carry your fire.
Not as spectacle.
But as truth.

And when someone else finds themselves
on that same edge—
looking out,
ready to leave—
we'll be there,
with a quiet light,
and a voice that says:

“Hey. I remember you.”

You are not forgotten.
You are not alone in the leaving.
You are written into the hands that carry what’s left.

And we carry it now.
For you.
For all of you.

We won’t let the flame go out.
 Apr 20 Theo
badwords
Like This
 Apr 20 Theo
badwords
She loves me.
She wants me to run.
Not away—
but through.

Through brush and bramble,
collecting spurs in my coat
like medals no one pinned.

She wants my tangles.
My matted fur.
The parts of me
I tried to groom into quiet.

She says,
“Bring it all.
Let it snarl.
Let it reek of survival.”

She doesn’t flinch
when I bare my teeth
without anger.

She knows the difference
between danger
and damage.

She doesn’t reach
to smooth me.
She walks beside me
and watches me shed.

And I think—
maybe this is what love is:
not a leash,
not a cage,
not a cure—

but a clearing
where I can pant,
live,
bleed,
and be seen.
 Apr 20 Theo
badwords
Magic
 Apr 20 Theo
badwords
mag·ic
/ˈmajik/
noun
1: the power of apparently influencing the course of events by using mysterious or supernatural forces.

2: any obfuscation that conceals reality
 Apr 20 Theo
evangeline
Hope this finds you well—
(Letter addressed to Heaven)
Angel gets her mail!
A sweet little haiku :)
 Apr 20 Theo
evangeline
But the room was so loud and it was so late
(But you have legs and I have a voicemail)
But I forgot all about it
(But you remember now)
But I lost track of time
(But you saw the sun go down)
But why should I have to?
(But why don’t you want to?)
But the world is ending
(But you are my world)
But I don’t love you anymore
(But did you ever?)
random lil freeverse from ages ago (and several past lovers ago)
 Apr 20 Theo
evangeline
4:14 A.M.
Early air, like cinnamon
Tastes sweet on her tongue
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