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Lydia Aug 2017
I watched you leave me like you left everyone else
I think you forgot I was human
You thought you could just fade out
But when I give my speech at graduation,
I will deliberately leave holes where you should be
All the places we've been
That was us!
Together
You can't just decided to walk away
You have to say something
You have to stitch yourself shut
You shot me and left me with my hand over the bullet wound as if I could stop any bleeding
You didn't want me to die and you figured I'd figure it out
I will never admire you again
You will never be the god I though you were
You're just a wooden carving, just a story told to children to make then behave
But you aren't human
I paint, too! My Etsy store: https://www.etsy.com/shop/LydiasPaint

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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?
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Lydia May 2014
Don't hold your words above my head
I do not want to hear them
I do not want to hear you
But
Here
You
Are.
I'm a captive audience
And that's not fair
You have to give me a fighting chance
Because I swear
I am a fighter
Or I want to be.
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Lydia May 2014
It's funny
How I haven't given up yet
I eep saying I will
But then I don't
I want you to be ok
But I can't help you
Helping you
Hurts me
I don't want to help you anymore
But there you are,
Sitting next to me
Oh gosh
Why can't you walk away?
Your voice grinds my soul
You click your tounge
And bang on the table
And it hurts me
You are the only one that hurts me.
I am screaming at you to stop
I'd grab your wrist
So that you can't hit it
But you have me in a glass tank

I am so trapped with you
So beaten
And so broken
But I want you to be ok.
I watch my words
And hold my tounge
And pray for the end of school
If it helps you to understand
the agony you put me through,
I am not religious.
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Lydia May 2014
I am your little girl
I do what you ask
I play your games
You rule me with fear,
Because you're bigger than me.
Well,
You think you are
I can't get away,
Because you are my safe harbor
(For the moment)
You flip like a switch
Faster than I can escape
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Lydia May 2014
I am your little girl
I blush when we speak
I want to tell you as I learn
Of all the wonders we can share
I want to look pretty when you see me,
And I love seeing you!
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Lydia Apr 2014
You
have broken all of your promises
I
think you have done enough damage
to yourself
and to me
I do not want to see you anymore
I do not want you
to read my writing,
to support me
at all.
I have to scream for you to listen
and even then
you just laugh.
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Lydia May 2014
I didn't realize
How upset I was
Until I noticed I was crying
In the hallway
I was slipping on my shoes
And praying that you wouldn't touch me
I was messing with my hair
My thoughts tossing around in my skull
I was whispering
And apparently you couldn't hear me
I wasn't saying much
I didn't want to
I wanted to walk out the door
And keep going
I know the ground
And I don't want to know you.
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Lydia Jun 2017
I just don't love you anymore
Her hair just barely touches her shoulders before is cascades down the rest of her body
She's looking out over the balcony at the cliff's edge
It's a beautiful house and I hate to leave, I

Don't think it's working out
I haven't loved you in awhile and I need that again. I
Remember how we met on a climbing trip
She was so talented and I only made it halfway up, stumbling and sweating
We went cliff diving on our first date and I

Need something new and exciting
We've stagnated
I miss the adventure
we live on a cliff side
You've grown tired, almost boring
You've lost the edge
Of her cheek is still turned to the ocean. I don't take her out there enough. God she's beautiful, God I
I'll be gone in the morning,
I'll kiss you goodbye just like always,
But my stuff will be gone
I won't come home from work
And you can start your life again
And I can fall in love again
*Please, please
tell me not to go
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Lydia Feb 2018
I looked down at the field of cigarette butts and broken glass I was walking across
I would have laid down right there,
Even if the tiny fires hadn't gone out yet
We have to drag our corpses just a little bit further.

If she came to me in a dream,
I sure as hell didn't notice
But she's here now
Hauling herself along side me
She doesn't carry any of the weight

I was heavy in my sneakers
Heavy across the joints in my knees
So heavy, my hair sagged as if it were wet
We stood there, on the edge of anything
Holding hands, kissing oxygen
She was tired

I inhaled the silence
We had used up everything,
Left nothing for the return trip
A sharp contrast to my conservative, planning self
I gave in to fear, threw up, let my hands tremble
She died, here, holding my hand. At least she wasn't alone this time

I cursed her name, the soles of her shoes, her chipping nail polish
If she came to me in a dream, I sure as hell didn't notice
This is the last dark ish one that I have started :) please comment! :)
Lydia Aug 2017
And you can do that
You are free to leave at any time, just
Don't expect me to follow you
Part of a series of short poems meant to address major people from throughout my life.

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Lydia Nov 2014
I imagine you taking my hand and spinning me
Like my daddy did when I was a little girl
I imagine my dress flaring like it does when I dance around the kitchen
When I remember the night my father showed me how to Waltz
And I kept stepping on his feet,
I remember how for a few seconds, I swore he was you
Somedays, You're just a passing daydream
Somedays, I need you more than I need to breathe
Somedays I can't breathe without you
I understand that the walls came crashing in
And time slowed down
And we let ourselves break
But we're still standing
You're eyes still look like galaxies
And if you were here right now,
You'd still be holding my hand
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Lydia Dec 2014
I always imagined that kissing you would be like infinity,
That wonderful, glittering future that never ends
I imagined holding your hand and
BANG!
Fireworks
Or snow
Or pouring rain.
I imagined loving you wouldn't end,
It wouldn't burn out or shatter
You kissed another girl and I don't know her name
You're flying so far away from me
I can't reach that high
So if this is my only chance, I'm going to say it.

I love you.

But it doesn't have to be the last chance. I will see you again someday. I'll say it over and over again, if
You will say it, too.
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Lydia Oct 2018
I’m going to relapse tomorrow.
So I’m going to breathe in this moment where I am not in pain
I am going to touch and feel and understand right now
Because I can,
Right now, for the next few hours, I can be an entire human being

I’m going to relapse tomorrow
You’d think it’d be relieving to get a warning inscribed in your genetics,
Building patterns,
To “prepare”
But I cannot be prepared to open my eyes in the morning and see television static
To get out of bed and leave my arm behind
To fall off the leg that can’t hold my weight anymore

I’m going to relapse tomorrow
All I do is dread the pseudo-pain that creeps in when I can see again
You want to talk about fake?
Talk about nurses blowing veins
Talk about nightmares about hospital gowns
Talk about being afraid to ask for a seat on the subway because your illness isn’t real enough

I’m going to relapse tomorrow because that’s how this goes
This in and out like the ocean got angry again
Like I will never run marathons
You can’t run on a numb ankle
You can’t run on exhaustion and giving up
I can’t run on missed birthday parties

I’m going to relapse tomorrow, and I’m terrified
Because I’ve given up on my body before
Because the rest of the world can touch without pins and needles
The rest of the world runs on people can run constantly
I’ve been rusty since age seven,
I was built like an iphone
Meant to break and be thrown away so you’ll buy a new one

I know that I’m going to relapse tomorrow. I know, I know, I know,
I know.
This is the first time I have ever written about this because it I think that it is completely impossible for me to be okay with it. It refers to my chronic migraines that follow these very predictable patterns.

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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
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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!
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Lydia Jun 2014
I imagine you taking my hand and spinning me
Like my daddy did when I was a little girl
I imagine my dress flaring like it does when I dance around the kitchen
When I remember the night my father showed me how to Waltz
And I kept stepping on his feet,
I remember how for a few seconds I swore he was you

To be brutally honest,
It hurts like hell knowing that you aren't here
I walk into school every morning without you.
Ever since December,
Ever since December

Sometimes you're
A passing dream,
Or a fading memory
A fading memory
Some days I need you more than I need to breathe
Somedays I can't breathe without you
This is not finished, but it's very passionate and something broke my concentration. I would love any input I could get.
Lydia Aug 2017
I'll cry all night if I have to.
I can't shake the feeling that I'm imperfect
And for some reason,
That still matters
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Lydia Feb 2018
There's no nobility in this
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Lydia Sep 2014
I really messed up today
It's like that nightmare
Where I end up with no friends
Except it's real
And I am terrified
I feel like I'm in a room
And I just did a terrible thing
And everyone is just staring at me
Waiting for me to say something
But instead I just run out of the room
I ran out of a classroom crying the other day
But it wasn't the same
It wasn't this bad
I wasn't this scared
You all keep staring
Would you cut that out?
I don't eve know what I did wrong!
I'm sorry, okay?
I'm sorry!
I'M SORRY!
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Lydia May 2014
Like holding on to clouds;
There's nothing there
Like tripping over your own feet
Like singing to an empty ampitheatre
Like talking when everyone has left the room
Like reaching for the stars
You can't touch
In my mind,
We're holding hands.
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Lydia Oct 2015
I am shockingly aware
Of what time it is
Of the muscles I didn't stretch well enough
Of the grammatical mistake I made in that text message six hours ago
Of the fact that I didn't tell you I love you today
Of my hair ******* too high
Of my shorts being too small and my tanktop too large
Of the brightness on my cellphone not having a setting low enough to accomodate my headache
Of which direction my boyfriend is from here
(I don't think he like my teddy bear)
Of the motorcycle that just drove by
Of my fan that doesn't have an in-between setting
Of the bruises and bug bites on my legs
Of the burn on my hand from chemistry
Of that fact that you are asleep already
Of the fact that I just so happen to be the last person awake in my family
Of every time my dog breathes in and out
Of how tired I am but if I tried to sleep, my brain would laugh at me
Of how alone I must be right now because no one else I know forgot to pick up a prescription and thus must lay here, awake all night
Of how beautiful it feels to close my eyes
Of how limited and scarce sleep is
How gentle and warm.
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Lydia Aug 2014
You know that feeling
When you're falling asleep
And you can hear the television
You understand the words
But
They just don't exist with you
It's so peaceful
Because everybody's talking
But
You don't have to
You don't have to try anymore
You are allowed to give up on today
I'm giving up on today
I'll text you in the morning
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Lydia Mar 2018
Wild wasn't quite the right word,
I don't think there really is one
But here she is, dragging me three steps behind her

My heart tried to tug itself out of my body half the time
But my ribcage held fast
Seriously, this was the worst time and place to be kissing a girl
There were police on either side, and her sign in between us
But our picture made the front page

I didn't know that girls could look this good in dresses
But there she was, long leg peeking through a slit
Long hair gently gracing her shoulder blades with its presence
I was suddenly part of her body
I was in the ballroom, I had her spinning around to the entire orchestra,
Just her and I,
And all I had done was touched her hand

Her toes melted seamlessly into the grass
You couldn't tell where the earth ended and she began
I saw all four seasons on her lips
Like she was falling backwards into a pile of leaves in her best floral dress and sunglasses and scarf
I held the side of her face, gently as if she would crumble at my touch but fly away at her release
All I could see in her eyes was freedom

She was humming in the kitchen, making some sort of fruity frozen iced tea
And I remembered every second I had ever spent with her, all at once
All of the high school dances and the years of "keeping in touch,"
(And all of the years that we didn't...)
I had never felt so genuine as standing there, basking in everything I could have ever wanted
Taking her in as if she might melt and water the flowers with her sincerity
This
Is why we invented kissing
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(Hopefully this will start sparking ideas for me to get back to imaginitive narrative stuff)
Lydia May 2014
Have you seen me in your dreams?
Was I dancing
Or writing
Or working
Or playing
Was I singing or darting around?
Was I me in your dreams?
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Lydia Sep 2014
I'll listen to the end of my favorite poem
While I undo my hair
And get ready to sleep
And then it's over
But I do it back up again
Because I'm not ready to go to sleep
I am so afraid of the nightmares and no one will listen anymore
I think I lost some friend today
Three or four
Out of seven
Seven people who I know
But who don't know me
Seven people who I'm not afraid to talk to
Because I don't think I'll ***** it up
But I think I ******* it up today
Why don't you just throw my efforts off a cliff?
I'm not ready to go to sleep and face todays mistakes
I'm not ready to start making mistakes tomorrow
Before most people are even awake
I want you to show up right now so I can apologize and maybe be asleep a few seconds sooner
Maybe I won't sleep at all tonight
Because I don't want to wake up with no friends
I really messed this up.
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Lydia Nov 2017
i Thought the fields were on fire until you Reminded me thAt it was just dawn
you took me to your graNdparents' farm so i could ride horseS again
it had been a very, very long time
but i remembered theIr bodies as much as my own
and you were good
The animals knew you like a god
all bent and hIdden in the light
we didn't get hOme till late
your parents were asleep, they left dinner iN the refridgerAtor
it was the only ilLumination in the entire house
i saw you in the faint, shadowy glow
Sequal to "You."

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Lydia Feb 2018
I should have fought like hell
I should have taken your face in my hands and kissed you all over
I should have woken up
This whole thing is a mess
I was supposed to be the eye of the hurricane, not the impetus
I should have promised
Should have sewn the soles of my shoes into the earth and locked myself down
I should have fought-
But I didn't



Hey future me, that feels exactly the same way because time didn't let this fade or make it any easier, I know you like to think if you had tried harder you would have made it. But you were sick, stuck running in and out of hospital rooms and it was a dream that got you through that. It's gone now, I know. That hurts. Find another dream. Love it like a child, love how impossible it is. And fight for it. But also remember the thing you used to say to everybody and choose your battles. Lose a couple. It's okay. I promise.

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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.
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Lydia Jun 2017
I know it's you
All of the fake names and the smoke
I'm choking and maybe it's making me crazy
But I swear it's you
After all this time, you still sound just like you
Like all you've ever written is your own name in permanent marker
Over and over again
I swear it's you
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Lydia Nov 2014
I'll be honest.
I'm mad.
I hate you.
I think you're an idiot.
I think I am, too.
I hate you for kissing that girl,
But not nearly as much as I hate you for leaving
But.
While we're being honest,
I don't think you deserved to hear that
I don't think you deserved to hear half the things said to you
You ******* up, okay?
But you aren't a bad person
For every mistake you make,
I've made fifty
And you still love me (I think)
When you left, you decided to stay
Sometimes it feels like you're still right next to me
I know I don't tell you a lot about my feelings,
I shut people out
I don't think it's fair that you have to deal with everything I ******* up.
I think I can fix it,
If you could just keep being there,
I won't be sad.
I promise not to hate you.
I promise not to be mad.
Most importantly,
I promise to stay.
I'm going to keep loving you until you tell me not to
And you can ***** up all you want
And kiss another girl
You don't have to love me
But I'm not going anywhere
And everytime you leave
I know that you'll come back
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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.
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Lydia Sep 2014
He asked me if talking to him about you made me feel better.
I told him that I didn't know, because I don't know what better feels like.
He told me that it would feel like a weight coming off my shoulders
I told him that I didn't know.
I told him that I think about you all the time
I told him that I write about you
I told him that everything helps a little,
I guess
And I may not know it now,
But maybe it does
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Lydia Apr 2017
But it's not.
Most of it is in my muscles that refuse to move anymore
Deadweight, simple pain pulling like gravity is its mother
Some of it is in my burning lungs that don't understand how much I want to keep going
I don't want to die here
I don't want them to find my collapsed body with a stopwatch marking a nine minute mile
Some of it is in my broken sneakers and ripped clothes because this isn't my first show
I've been here before
I fully understand the heavyheartedness of sweat stains that scream longevity and socks that I might as well throw away
But I will see that gym tomorrow
My body will burn and burn and I will burn with it
But there's a fireproof lining around my head
Of course it's not all in my head
My head is the one thing keeping my feet hitting the ground every beat of the music
Or picking up the weights at 6 am
Just a little exercise motivation. Please comment :)
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 :)
Lydia Apr 2014
I wanted you to feel something
When I walked away
Because of how much you hurt me
But you didn't
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Lydia Apr 2014
I am asking very nicely
And sitting very pretty
I am sitting in my palace made of words
And thoughts.
It is here my mind is at rest
Except that it's not.
It is here that I am free to think on my own accord
Until somone shatters the windows
Made of restful harmony
My mind is in sync
With my body
My feet know the ground
I can see no obstacles in the distance
And the distance is bright
But when someone sends for me,
My walls shatter
As if glass.
But who am I
To equate words to glass?
Words are so frail
So easily pulled apart
As I am pulled out of my world
Of free speech and free opinions
I am now clouded
With empathy
And the judgement of others.
The verdict is never in my favour.
I have learned to hold together
When my comrades cannot
So that I can hold them together, too.
Because I know
I can watch the stars from my window.
Whatever it is,
It is alright.
I will soon be back in my palace
Made of words
And thoughts
And this time,
I will lock the door.
Lydia May 2014
I wonder if
You're waiting
For me to go to sleep
To **** yourself.
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Lydia Sep 2014
I don't write you love letters anymore
Remember the back and forth between us?
I hate that that has to end:
I wonder why it had to end
But I won't write you poems
Or loves letters
I won't write for you anymore
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Lydia Nov 2014
PARTICLE ACCELERATION!
I have given up on the chaos today,
I shout at people, because maybe if I make them mad enough,
They won't talk to me
I want to be in physics class right now.
I want to be in love.
He's the only voice I want to hear;
The only face I want to see.
But really,
I'm tired and I just want to go to sleep.
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Lydia May 2014
Love is not your heart
Beating rrally really fast
It is calm and peaceful
And serene
Love is not flying,
It is knowing that you aren't going to fall.
It's not kissing under the tree,
It's climbing it!
It's not a chaotic mess
It is knowing that where you stand is stable,
Just for a little while
So you can test your footing
And shake it up again
And I assure you
It is not perfection
Because perfection isn't real.
A moment can be flawless
But then it's gone
Because right now can't last forever
But we can.
Love
Is not all those girls
In their pretty pink dresses
And the glass slipers
With their pretty pink hearts
It doesn't have to be a fairy tale ending
To be just as close to perfect
As they are.
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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 :)
Lydia Aug 2014
I just wanted to tell you
It's going to be okay
And you don't have to worry anymore
Everything is calm
And perfect
So you don't even have to think about it anymore
We can get through anything together
I just wanted to tell you that
I love you
Just so that you know.
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Lydia Sep 2019
My laptop has longer days than I do
When I was a nursing assistant, I let my heart break for the woman crying over her late husband
Her husband died three years ago, but she only found out while I got her dressed
She’ll find out again tomorrow when someone else gets her up and she asks where he is
I did my clinical practice on the Alzheimer’s unit
At 3:17, Ingrid will stop asking me who I am, and where she is
She will thank me by name for getting her dressed
She’ll apologize for refusing to eat her breakfast
She doesn’t know what got into her

My computer is watching me cry in my college bedroom
It is telling me to stop asking for permission
It is giving me advice I will continue to ignore
I have to make a decision
I can pull up my homework or an Ed Sheeran song
My computer recommends a playlist based on my location
It’s music from home. My computer’s heart broke for the woman crying in an office chair over something she can’t remember.
For the sake of privacy, this was not a real person or scenario but a generalized situation that I saw and learned about.
Lydia May 2014
Your words should echo your thoughts
Sounding only of the highlights
I think such wonderful things in the shadows
Last night,
I showed my little sister the stars
I let my unedited thoughts
Flow into her head
Everything I stand for
She could see
And maybe she didn't understand it yet
But someday,
She will be able to think wide open
Because we are not limited
To our own sky
There could be trillions of skies out there.
And she could be the one to find them.
I showed her Venus
And told her how orbits work.
And we sang songs till we had to go to
Sleep.
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Lydia Aug 2017
Her plait was just as much a part of her as the vertibrae it brushed against

All I can see in my head is her running away from me
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Lydia Jul 2017
I didn't lie down that night
I sat up by the muted television
I closed my eyes and listened to nothing
I just didn't lie down

It's not that I didn't want her to be happy
I just thought that I was more interesting than a highway
I thought her furniture looked better in our apartment than her car
But she thought otherwise

I'm still listening to nothing
It's still not morning
She's still not here

I'm still not in bed

I keep imagining laying across the road
I keep forgetting that she wasn't the sun and I wasn't made for her
She left to chase down her own stars
I wasn't her star
So I didn't lie down that night
I didn't give up to become part of the pavement

I opened my eyes to the muted television
And the empty room, and my desk in the corner
It isn't much, I can't afford much, but she's living in her car right now
She's somewhere out West sitting up on the side of the road

I stayed here. My stars are here. But I'm sitting just as straight.
Please comment :)
Lydia Jul 2014
Please leave the lights on for awhile
I know it's late
But tomorrow is just a few hours away
And I don't want tomorrow to come
So please,
Leave the lights on for awhile
Please comment :)
Lydia Jun 2017
She always smiled as she left
She said it was because she was looking for next time, and there always was a next time,
Until we graduated high school and she said she was moving to Texas
As far away as possible, she said
I loved her sleek ponytail and her blue eyes
I remember her as an apparition, walking out my front door
Smiling gracefully, over and over
She didn't smile when she left for Texas
I think she made a mistake
I don't understand how a girl from the coast of Maine can live like that
The heat and the desert
All she's ever known is snow
I remember one time her parents let me sleep over with her because of a storm
Her pajamas were soft and we came down with the same cold two days later, but nobody asked questions
I was convinced that we were going to be together
She wanted to be in the Navy
I joined up yesterday
She said she just wanted something exciting
But she was the most exciting thing I'd ever seen, all packaged into a human being
She didn't have to go
Any school would've taken her and we could have had a life right here
I miss her
She sends me pictures of her and her tan friends in stupid hats and I hate her so much now and
I save every single one
Looking at colleges really far from home means I may be giving up a lot. I don't know yet. Please comment :)
Lydia Jul 2017
She didn't leave to leave him,
She left to leave
Please comment :)
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