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I love you with all of my heart
No, more, with every atom inside
Each cell in my body lives for you
My molecules long to be by your side.
Another text to Tay. We always talk about how we love eachother with more than all of our hearts, with everything that we are, every fiber of our being. It feels good to givle yourself wholly to someone and actually feel them give themselves back.
If I could turn back time
I would hit Backspace all day,
Id put on Caps Lock
and SHOUT what I say.

I'd use the whole Alphabet
To tell you hello,
Press seven Numbers
Til you picked up the phone.

I'd Tab through the comments
I didn't want to hear,
And use the Arrow Keys
To drag your body near.

I would Delete the harsh words
I didn't mean to speak,
And Insert the "I love yous"
I before couldn't leak.

I would use Ctrl to
Keep reigns over my heart,
And I would Escape lies
That tore us apart.

I'd Print out your photo
And kiss it goodnight,
Use the Calculator
To check that we were right.

I'd Paint you a picture
of us, you and me,
Then I'd hit Enter
Just so you would see.

Those are the things
I would do in my strife,
If only Backspace
worked in real life.
This is the first poem (that I have a copy of) i wrote that I actually thought was good. I was in seventh grade, twelve years old, and I wrote it for a newspaper competition. I knew it was really great but I didn't think I would beat all other applicants in the state in my age group. So you can imagine my surprise I'm sure when I DID win! That is the first time I was proud of my writing. So this one has a lot of special sentimental value. Thanks for reading.
she's a song
you'll never hear
because you never listened.
An immortal component
in all being chosen
when firing from body fast
through rapidly spinning tunnel vast
walls emblazened with Aztec figures
chattering very fast in various languages
rocketing out through them
into a vast void to float
suddenly seeing many interchanging symbols most
passing into afterlife plane
deathless soul continuously born again
in many times places and planets
a huge intergalactic adventure with many facets
a lifetime on one planet given
just an instant in limitless time driven
over the course
of immense enterprise of souls journey force
evolving consciousness more and more
each planet a soul school to learn
radically advancing through levels term
depending on actions from previous lifetimes
to manifest current lives rhyme
gaining more awareness each time
to be more awake and recognize the signs
continuous birth and death
of planets and souls galaxies and universes met
coming back full circle into the now
which is all there somehow
Yes
Yes,
I like you.

I've liked you
For
A
While

And
Yes,
I Talked to you
About
Your
Girlfriend

And
Yes,
I
Almost
Set
You
Up
With
My
B­est
Friend

And
Yes,
I
Text
You
Every day
Even when
You don't
Text back.

Yes,
I like you.

Please don't try to understand.
Darkness closes in, yet light surrounds
Somehow
Confusion swallows my mind
My soul
Others laughing, loving
Not hurting, weeping
Not frustrated by inabilities of the heart
Of the soul
To reconcile beliefs with feelings
To find peace in chaos.
Which to lose?
The feelings, or the beliefs
Or both
Yes, both
Treat them equal.
Smash them to pieces.
Find a new way.
Black and white?
No
I'll find a third option
Search through the grey
Discover an alternative
Maybe grey will be correct
Maybe grey is
Happiness
I watch you
Across my desk in Spanish.
You make those silly faces,
Those silly jokes.
They always make me giggle.
The breathy, gaspy kind.
And you look at me like I'm crazy.

I'm not crazy.

I point at you,
Across my desk in Spanish,
With my head down in my arms,
My whole body convulsing in
My stolen laughter.
You laugh too,
A little chuckle.
"You're
so
stupid!"
I choke.
I don't really find you stupid.

I think you're brilliant.

Everything you do,
Everything you say,
Across my desk in Spanish,
Is hilarious to me.
I pinch my legs under the table to
Stop my giggles.

It never works.

Whenever you reach your leg out
Underneath my desk in Spanish,
I always kick it and growl,
"Move
Your
Feet!"
But I'm hardly able to speak.
I'm laughing too hard.

I like you.
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