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220 · Jul 2017
Just One More Time
Lydia Jul 2017
And when she went to bed,
She knocked over an empty pill bottle and a glass of water she wouldn't want to drink
When she refilled it, she checked six times that it was too far away to fall over again
Yes, she was in pain
And yes, she was tired
It was late and she was still checking that the air conditioner was set to exactly seventy,
Cool, not fan,
Auto, not high or low
And that the glass door downstairs was locked because she never felt save unless that door was locked
Never mind her blisters
Or contusions from falling down the stairs in the dark
Never mind that the pill bottle was empty
Because she swore that she was in control of her own thoughts
She just needed to check that the glass was far enough away,
One more time
Obviously about OCD but can apply to a lot of things, I think. Adiction, abuse cycles. I came back late from a movie to find that my OCD wanted me to build a perfectly symmetrical blanket fort to hide in and never leave again. Always in bed by 8 and up by 5 with the water exactly far enough from the edge of my dresser that it won't spill. Please comment :)
217 · Jul 2014
Still Standing Still
Lydia Jul 2014
I need something beautiful right now
I can feel the thunderstorm outside my window
Everybody keeps changing
Things keep happening
People keep shifting around me
And I'm still standing still.
Please comment :)
217 · Oct 2014
Perfection
Lydia Oct 2014
I've seen all of these people in the hallways at school
Holding hands
And even kissing
And I thought,
"Wow, that could have been us."
But now I think,
"That'll be you and some other girl."

You're still the only perfect person I know.
Please comment :)
217 · Jul 2014
Like So
Lydia Jul 2014
Crazy people
With all your metaphors and such the like
I'm trying to tell you a story,
Not write you a fairytale.

Why can't dreams come out in sentences
Every beautiful thought is clichè
Why can't people just say "I love you"
In plain terms?
Is it any less special to be written like so?
Please comment :)
217 · Aug 2017
Where She Was Going
Lydia Aug 2017
She had a family
She had a stained glass window that looked over the garden that she painted
She had a son
He went to soccer on saturdays
His friend always slept over when they won
Her husband helped her in the kitchen and did the dishes
Her husband took her had one of her paintings on her desk
She's been trying to paint this one flower just right for months now
She wanted to get her master's
She was applying to online schools, they kept sending her mail
Her email inbox started sending out an automatic message
I didn't know her
But her dog is waiting by the front door
He will be waiting a very long time
And they forgot to pick her son up from school
Her friends didn't know what to say
Book club sat in silence until someone closed up and walked out
Can you see where this is going?
I paint, too! My Etsy store: https://www.etsy.com/shop/LydiasPaint

Please comment :)
217 · May 2017
I Know it's You
Lydia May 2017
It's all because I know it's you
You're still in the shadows
You're making all those small sounds
You're on the street outside my window at night
Being splashed by the cars in the rain
I know it's you because you couldn't just be gone
It's too hard for you to stop existing
To cease to be
You haven't been wiped out or forgotten
You're still around the corner,
Another face in the hallways
Another the driver at the intersection
Please comment :)
217 · Jun 2014
Except I love You
Lydia Jun 2014
I think we need to break up.
All you are is a fading memory
You are hardly ever there
There are days that you aren't there
At
All
And I love you,
Ok?
But I miss you more
Because you aren't there
And the other day
You snapped at me
I hate your other half
I hate saying hello to you
Because we have to say goodbye again
And the risk outways the benefit
In almost every case
Except I love you
When you're even inside yourself.
And I hope to god you don't read this.
Please comment :)
216 · Sep 2014
Whispered Across the Table
Lydia Sep 2014
We told each other things like we were standing in a lighthouse
I told him what I was thinking
And he did the same
It was all very blunt and concise
But I think at some point,
We whispered to each other across a candle lit table
That everything would be alright
And maybe we were lying,
But for a second,
Just a second, everything was okay.
Please comment :)
216 · Oct 2017
Hurts
Lydia Oct 2017
My doctor asked me if there was anything else I wanted to talk about
After a half hour appointment figuring out how to win an uphill battle with my insurance
My medication was deemed a non necessity, so they pay for 11 pills every fifteen days
I spend those four in terrible pain
Those four cost several hundred dollars
My doctor is going to advocate for me
She has written that I need sixty pills every thirty days
And we finished and she asked if there was anything else I wanted to talk about
I told her I hurt my back during diving practice, but it was getting better and I didn't want her to look at it
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." I hadn't realized how badly I wanted to get out of there.
"Anything else?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
If she had asked one more time, I would have told her how little I sleep
How I've made a system for switching my over the counter sleepaids to lower my tolerance
How anxious I am all the time
How I've stopped turning the lights off until seconds before I go to bed
How I don't feel grounded anymore
How I feel like I need to back to therapy but don't want to tell my parents
How badly I want new sleeping pills
And how badly my back hurts
Are you sure?
Please comment :)
216 · Sep 2018
Your Love Story
Lydia Sep 2018
Your body is a promise that I can’t keep
But let me in anyway
We’ll become whole again in showers of confetti
We’ll fit together like branches instead of puzzle pieces
I will not trap you in my arms, but you can rest here

My body is a book in a foreign language
Sweetie, you have so much to learn
But I am bilingual, so we’ll take it one page at a time

Here, it’s like there’s too much gravity
We’re going to condense into the black hole of each other, entirely by accident
But you can’t hold me down
In space, there is no direction and this could be endless

It was strange and sickly sweet to feel infinite
But there you were, standing between two mirrors, stretching on forever
I tried to understand, but we moved in slow motion
The walls collapsed inward, and we didn’t even notice

So deconstruct my body, just to make it whole again
Be a sculptor, mind like a palace
Heart unbuttoning
Fall like clothing to the shower floor

You have been singing for your entire life
So teach me to listen
Teach me fo fall apart in perfect harmony

I keep hearing that God is a woman
They say it like an argument, as if I need to be convinced that I can transcend my body
As if I had been taught that I was confined by long hair and barbie dolls
As if I ran away from boys on the playground
They tried, and they failed

This time, I’m going to save you
Because she took the boots off of her chest and put them on
She took his hands out of her hair and cast them off
And she is like an atom bomb
But you, are sacred

If I hadn’t fallen in love with you,
I would have been the first girl to kiss a boy in kindergarten

My hair was like a river draped over your shoulder
You kissed me so that I wouldn’t drown in it
But I sank deeper
Because love fell halfheartedly like a dress ruined in a rainstorm

If you wanted this to be a love story, I’m sorry, but you’ve started at the end
I performed this quite poorly last night but that’s okay because next time it will be better.

Please comment :)
216 · May 2014
Yet Unwritten
Lydia May 2014
I don't believe in
Open dreaming or
Fairytales
I believe that
You can not escape the real world
So you shouldn't try
If I should have a child
I will tell them
"Only dream of the things yet
Unwritten"
Please comment :)
215 · May 2014
Life
Lydia May 2014
I won't compare life to a
Path
Or a roller coaster
Or a road
No,
Not quite.
My life is a bottomless pit
A straight shot down
Or a straight climb up
But you never hit the ground.
Please comment :)
215 · Jul 2018
Powering Down
Lydia Jul 2018
We grew up assuming we couldn’t sleep
We had this aching, this burning passionate desire to be different and that made us just like everybody else
So now it’s 11 at night and we’re all doing the same exact thing

Screens bright,
“Hey, are you up?”
“How have things been?”
“Do you ever feel like you’re missing something?”

We never bothered to try laying down and closing our eyes
In a world full of shining stars and special snowflakes, we couldn’t stand being the one house with the lights out
Please comment :)
214 · May 2014
Worth a Poem
Lydia May 2014
She smiled at me
As she told me
It was worth a poem
A funny sort
Of true tale
Of bright yellow cars
And favourite teachers
A three year mystery
That concludes
Shortly before the end
Making smiles
And making days
"Worth a poem,"
She said.
Please comment :)
214 · Jun 2016
Fragment
Lydia Jun 2016
We'll talk for a minute, but then you'll be gone
I'll be up for a minute, but then I'll be gone-
It's hard to exist in anything longer than a
Fragment,
Stiched together with all of the other ones
Please comment :)
213 · Jun 2014
Let Her Remember
Lydia Jun 2014
She stared at the picture
As if she wasn't
She stared at the picture
As if she couldn't see it at all
As if she had given up trying
She only saw him in photographs
Now that he was gone
She doesn't want to see his life without her
She wants to remember before he left
Let her remember
Please comment :)
212 · Oct 2018
Wishing
Lydia Oct 2018
I didn’t see you after I left that day
I didn’t give you the chance
I thought I had thought about it, but I left you on a blank page
I think of you filling it with questions but no answers

I always thought that it hurt to leave
But I wonder if it hurt to be left
When you came back looking for closure
And I turned you away, looking for ending

I’m startled by curiosity
I regret not knowing if you ever turned a page
If you read on
If you missed me
And I think it’s strange that I wanted to be missed

So I have to look back at you through photographs
There aren’t many, we were kids
I can’t understand your life now because I can’t remember it then
My parents wrote you off as some phase I needed to get over

Your heart beats somewhere now with someone else
And I hate you, because sometimes
I still wish it were me
Written to the prompt “be your own monster.”

Please comment :)
212 · Jan 2018
Simple as That
Lydia Jan 2018
When I left, I wasn't sure you were really gone
I couldn't understand how to disconnect
You weren't a lamp I could unplug
But you somehow felt like a switch I just turned off one day
I can't find the switch in the dark
Maybe I smashed the lightbulb or ripped out the wires
This hurts... like my knuckles have been bleeding
Like knowing you somehow continued, my heart didn't pump your blood
Everything we said about love crumbling out into the desert you've never seen
I don't know why, that's not a fair question
I clenched my teeth against the wind, because I can still feel you
No matter how long, or how far

I've read over the messages,
Looked at the pictures,
Cursed myself for believing in you
But we have to hold on to something, right? And whether that ledge is concrete or shale... it's something
You aren't a thread flowing through my life
You're a stain, ground in to one spot, and the colour is beautiful
But you don't belong there,
Simple as that.
My first published poem is going to be included in an anthology in March, and it's about him.
Please comment :)
212 · May 2014
I Love ---
Lydia May 2014
I'm tired of being tired
I love the way my hair falls when it's wet
And the way it twirls around in the wind
I love the way my feet feel in the grass
(But not the mud)
I love the stripes people put on flags
I love the sugar on crêpes
I love kissing you.
Well,
In my head.
I've never actually kissed you
(Or anyone else for the matter)
But I expect to love it
Seeing as
I
Love
You!
Please comment :)
212 · Jun 2016
This Girl
Lydia Jun 2016
Her lips tasted like peaches and I couldn't understand it
How we lost track of time and ended up here
Is time still passing?
Oh my God, this girl
This twenty one year old girl who still makes wishes on dandelions and stars
This girl who I have been kissing for the last twenty three and a half seconds
This girl who is completely blowing my mind out onto the wall behind us and has absolutely no idea
I need to figure out how to smile and kiss at the same time
I'm holding onto her hair so that I don't float away
I'm not convinced that I have a world to come back to after this
It took her eleven and three quarters of a second to completely erase everything else that has ever mattered
It took me fourteen seconds just to make sense of anything that has happened since we made contact
It took me fourteen and a quarter of a second to fall madly in love with her.
Inspired by a line from J.D. Salinger's "A Girl I Knew"
"She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together."
Please comment :)
212 · Apr 2014
Do I?
Lydia Apr 2014
I am a little girl
Dreaming of a perfect world that
I assure everyone I know does not exist.
I like to believe that I understand life
Scientifically
And actually
But do I?
Do I?
211 · Sep 2014
Say Something
Lydia Sep 2014
I hang on every word you say so please say something.
Please comment :)
211 · Aug 2017
Condolences
Lydia Aug 2017
Old windows and old floors that aren't soundproof
Forty year old cigarette habits
And a dying town
A town full of people who hope they'll get washed away by the tides in their sleep
A town full of people who don't want to talk about how much they've spent on smoking or why they didn't just get a ******* divorce
Multimillion dollar homes and unpainted wood
It feels unfinished to me, but really
They're empty
I couldn't sleep through the ghastly silence
Of dying people who will never walk onto their five acre yards or 25 acre forests
It's too hard for their old, decaying bodies
Old lights that twinkle with effort to turn on and shut off as though they've been holding their breath
These people are holding their breath
They think they can never change and things will get better
Nature will bend to their will and they can get back to their old, dusty lives
But nature has just over grown
Sends it's condolences for the death of the woman who is still alive
Brutal place I'm in right now, two days left to go.

I paint, too! My Etsy store: https://www.etsy.com/shop/LydiasPaint

Please comment :)
210 · Aug 2018
The City
Lydia Aug 2018
I haven’t given up much
They kept telling me that my job was to be a student
I turned 16 and I worked in the local daycare
I brought my homework with me
I got 8 hours a week, if I was lucky

I am this old road that needs to be rebuilt
So I’m leaving behind the walls that I painted
I’m getting replaced with mechanical and systematic
They kept telling me to move to the city where I could get a real job
Please Comment :)
210 · Mar 2019
Untitled
Lydia Mar 2019
I've been sitting on the edge of my bed for a couple of days now
See, it's been raining outside and I feel bad for the garden it drowned
But there's nothing I can do
When I saw the roots floating above the soil, I realized I should just stay inside and breathe
When I say, "the sound of rain on a metal roof," you can hear it
But when I say,
"The sound of rain muddled with concrete and grass two floors down half drowned out by the sound of my roommate getting in too late,"
You're wondering why I feel as though it's seeping through two stories of apartments and hitting my skin
Full speed, still freezing, still drowning the garden

I've been fixated on the idea of decomposing
See, I've always said that reincarnation must be real
Because when my body isn't mine anymore, it will feed some plant
Maybe I am already buried out in the garden and that's why it feels like I'm drowning
I've been swinging my feet over the edge of my bed so that I know where the air is
Just in case I come back to life and need to breath it again

I'm sorry, to the last man who died before the war ended
Please stop pulling up my flowers,
Please stop flooding their roots
My toes are cold ankle deep in their soil
I would never have pulled the trigger
You would have planted a beautiful garden
210 · Sep 2017
Evolution
Lydia Sep 2017
Girls were never meant to be six feet tall
I did my fall shopping yesterday,
And by that I mean that I ordered three pairs of jeans online because L.L. Bean doesn't carry tall sizes in stores
(They'll be here on Thursday)
I'm perpetually reminded of my unfeminine stature
As my knees try to bend backwords and break off rather than carry me down the road
The man fitting me for running shoes switched over to men's sizes
I wear shorts with every summer dress, they never even reach my mid thigh
Girls in magazines are six feet tall with large ******* and long hair
But they don't actually sell bras that are size 32 D
Stores anticipate that girls won't be their advertized standard beautiful
So they never stock clothes that would actually fit them
Nothing fits and everything hurts
I'm waiting for the mirror to snap like my fragile joints
Waiting for yet another joke
Hoping that I won't wear through my sneakers any time soon
There were no high shelves when our ancestors evolved
Women were learning to till the ground, plant seeds and pick corn
Girls were never meant to be six feet tall
Bit more like slam poetry today. Please comment :)
210 · Apr 2017
Burns
Lydia Apr 2017
When all your burns have healed and turned to scars and you can't remember where they came from, just remember that I was one of them
Please comment :)
209 · Nov 2014
Untitled
Lydia Nov 2014
I don't understand
I watch the way they talk
And laugh
I don't fit
I won't say that I don't fit in,
Because I don't want to fit in
I don't want to become them
And I really don't like the way they act
Or talk
Or laugh
But I'd still like to be included
Please comment :)
209 · Jun 2014
Value
Lydia Jun 2014
Her smile weakens every morning.
She fights to think
And dream up
Mountains she can't find
And demons she can't fight
Fighting isn't worth it any more
Fighting isn't worth falling
Every time you fail
So she can just sit
At the base of her mountains
And run away from her demons
It's not worth fighting
For
Please comment :)
208 · Mar 2018
So... what next?
Lydia Mar 2018
We were always in a hurry, and never quite sure why
I think we were excited to go to college and "make our own decisions,"
But I really miss when my mother did the grocery shopping
When she made doctor's appointments and did at least most of the laundry
And I miss my father's pickup truck

I was never quite sure if I liked the teacher or the subject
So I had to take lots and lots of classes
By my third year of chemistry, I had some semblance of an idea that I might be on some sort of right track
(That's how we word things in statistics)
But I still eat breakfast every single day with my tenth grade history teacher

So what if we got it wrong the first time
Or the third time
Or the next time
Maybe we misunderstood the meaning of the term "guessing game," but we had nothing to lose
Or maybe we had everything, and we got that all backwards, too
Maybe we wanted to hear them sing for five more minutes before we broke the news that most of them would not grow up to be singers

The lightbulbs exploded in a groaning twinkling sound
Because of all things, I was not in college to be an electrical engineer and I really didn't understand voltage all that well
But I understood catalytic converters so my roommate gained at least some sort of respect for me
She unpacked her graph paper at the same time I unpacked my sketchbooks and we locked eyes for a minute

Our colors are going to look ridiculous at graduation
And then what?
207 · Mar 2017
Missing You
Lydia Mar 2017
I didn't know I was missing anything
I thought that we had everything
Shared through wires and satellite signals
It's kind if silly to think like that in hindsight
Because I sat down with her at the same table
No computer screens, no lost connections
I could feel it when she kicked my shoe
We've lost so much time
We missed everything.
Please comment :)
206 · Jul 2014
One of These Days
Lydia Jul 2014
One of these days
You'll be settled into your new life
In your new home
You'll make new friends
I hope you're enjoying everything
I'm doing a bit of traveling myself
One of these days,
You'll reply
Please comment :)
205 · May 2014
Memory
Lydia May 2014
When you hear the word
Alzheimer's
it's like a death sentence
only it's not because
they could live for years
it's just
sometimes
my grandfather cannot remember
*my name.
Please comment :)
205 · Apr 2014
I Think Therefore.
Lydia Apr 2014
I will be up all night tonight.
But I will not want to talk
I will not want to think, either
But I will anyway
Because things are going to happen tomorrow,
And those things could go wrong
And the more I think it,
The more I believe
Because
Cogit ergo sum
I think therefore I am
More like
I think therefore I will be
Which is the same as
I think and stuff is going to happen
I think bad things could happen
So therefore
They will.
Please comment :)
205 · Oct 2014
It's Okay Now
Lydia Oct 2014
I noticed it was midnight
Funny how nothing really penetrated my thoughts until now
Funny how I almost remembered I have a test to study for
And people I should have emailed
It's like when you walk into a room and forget why you're there
Except I've been sitting here for hours, staring at the wall
I'm starting to think you won't come back
And usually, that single thought takes over me
It ruins me and all my other ideas
But today,
It unlocked the box I've been living you
I'm trying to let you be gone
And it's okay,
It's actually okay, right now.
Please comment :)
204 · Jun 2014
Tonight
Lydia Jun 2014
Every day I don't hear from you
It's like a bullet in my heart
How many bullets
Until my heart is made of lead?
I don't want to leave with a heavy heart.
I just want to see you tonight.
Please comment :)
201 · May 2014
Always
Lydia May 2014
I more than love you
So please don't shut me out
Whatever it is,
It'll be ok
We can figure it out together
So talk to me
Because I am here for you
I don't always feel your pain
Or understand it,
But I see it
And maybe I can help
Let down your walls
And allow me to show you
The light in the dark.
Everything will work out fine
So talk to me
Because I am here for you,
*Always.
Please comment :)
200 · Jun 2014
Still Good (10W)
Lydia Jun 2014
You may have dropped your dream,
But it's still good
Please comment :)
200 · Jun 2017
Freedom
Lydia Jun 2017
Give me ink, I will give you freedom
I will give you all the escape you could possibly want
You don't have to run away anymore
I've hidden oceans within tiny cursive scrawl
I loved watching it dry quickly on the page,
All the messiness of hand lettering
And the beauty in story-telling
I will help you be free
I stole that first line from somewhere but I don't remember where so if anyone knows please tell me! Please comment :)
200 · Jun 2014
Travels
Lydia Jun 2014
Beat up,
Run down
Wild little girls
Finally coming home
To leave again
Please comment :)
199 · Nov 2017
Still
Lydia Nov 2017
I have to admit that I'm terrified of getting on the plane
There have been so many nights where I quit thinking and hummed the sweetest melodies I could remember
I've never much supported aviation
It's never made sense that humans could fly
Evolution gave us every other advantage and still I believe I need sunnier pastures
I wonder if a space could be judged by the length of time in which flowers could grow
Summer lasts three months here
I lay on my bed, humming to the clicking tune of the heater with all my blankets on and recall that I am only bringing two of them
The headache brought on by imagining the sound of the engines was almost unbearable
But the chill as the heater shut off was much worse
So yes, I told my girlfriend when she said she feared she would rarely see me
Yes, I am still running away.
Please comment :)
199 · May 2014
Alone
Lydia May 2014
Today the kids told me
That I would die lonely
When I told them I liked being alone,
They laughed at me
"Die alone, die alone."
Please comment
:)
198 · May 2014
Is the Wind
Lydia May 2014
I love the strong wind
It feels soft on my face
It feels
Free
It doesn't hold me where I stand
It doesn't control me
It doesn't make suggestions
And it doesn't make mistakes
It's so
Fascinating
How it roles about
And you can't even see it.
It just is.
Please comment :)
196 · Apr 2014
When They Told Me
Lydia Apr 2014
They never told me
That the you would be nice.
They never told me
That you would barely touch me.
They never told me
That you would be my friend.
When they told me about rapists,
I never thought it would be you.
They told me
that you would take off my clothes
And touch me in ways I didn't like
But that's not what you did
You became my friend
And you made me need you
But I didn't need you.
I didn't need to hold your hand
I didn't need you to touch my hair
When I asked you not to.
I didn't need you to try and hug me
Just for laughs
When I went running down the halls
In tears.
You never saw me cry,
Did you?
I didn't need you,
But I thought I did.
I let you into my mind
I told you all my secrets
And you told everyone else
You try to make me unhappy.
I feel like such a little girl.
Because when you ***** me,
You were nice
You barely touched me
You were my friend
You never took off my clothes
You took down my walls
And ran away with my sense of security
My trust
My Mind!
When you ***** me,
You ruined all that I am
With words.
Please comment :)
196 · Mar 2017
White Flags
Lydia Mar 2017
I'm sorry I put you down and walked away
Hands over my head, full-on, white flag surrender
It's easy to forget that you were human
That you kept going after all this
That you had to cut me out of your life, too
And it's a terrible, half-hearted apology
I'm sorry that I couldn't love you forever
That I couldn't let you lace your fingers through my hair as it grew long and I grew old
That all of my energy left through my toes, left me with nothing
Left you with a corpse
Please comment :)
196 · Feb 2018
Get Used to It
Lydia Feb 2018
I needed some sort of lullaby so I fell asleep with headphones in
But no music playing
The sound of my dog breathing,
Close enough

He told us to get used to it, so we did
Some odd combination of benadryl and lack of sleep
On that one occasion
Your skin felt like leather and your eyes didn't make any sense

You wanted to ask about my bruises
I saw it flash across your face for a second
You couldn't decide and I put my sweater back on and it didn't matter anymore
Out of sight, out of mind

We were smiling, and peaceful
We were happy, for ******* once, and then we woke up
Draped across your notebook
I was sideways in the chair like I always am
My calculator was out of battery

Thursday hit like very large, very loud truck

I glanced over at my long un-used bed,
Still un-made
My hair undone
I checked my phone for texts from you,
Threw my brush in my backpack already on my shoulder
Left my door open and my lights on

"Get used to it."
Please comment :)
195 · May 2014
Once Again
Lydia May 2014
I typed it out
How upset I was
I didn't press send
I slid my hand down
And held delete

I hope you don't forgive me
I don't argue with anyone but you
It's so demeaning!
I act so baby-like with you

I hate you
For making me a child
I feel as if you beat me
You beat me with
Soft sweeping passes
That I beg you not to take

You never hit me
But you don't have to
If you're upset,
I'm on my knees
Every comment I make
Must be worded
With unbearable precision

I hate knowing you.
You let me go
To steal me back
And break me
Once again.
Please comment :)
195 · May 2014
Her
Lydia May 2014
Her
She's the silhouette leaning on the tree
She's the whisper in the dark
She's the hand you can't quite reach
She's right there
But you aren't.
Please comment :)
194 · May 2014
Perfect
Lydia May 2014
I saw you in the sunset
Bright and happy
Like when you laugh
I see you in the moon and stars
Like they spell out your name
Your name is perfect
And I like saying it
I see you in my puppy
When she smiles at me
I remember when you smiled at me
I liked it when you smiled at me
Even when you were mad
You were adorable
You were always perfect
You still are
I just don't see you enough
Like the stars
Going behind clouds
I want to see you more.
I love to see you
Because I love you
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192 · May 2017
Scattered
Lydia May 2017
And if you dissolved
If you somehow danced off into the atmosphere
If all you are now is stardust and broken promises
Please remember that I was one of them
No matter how scattered, I was part of you
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