All I know is that I don't cry anymore.
It still hurts my heart but I can ignore.

I once knew what sunshine was,
I now know what sunshine is.

The heart always wants
what the heart can't forgive.

And that is kind of
the beauty of it.

Once you know when to cross a line,
when to put on your boots
when to finally resign.

All else seems to make sense,
but that doesn't mean
you've fully
put up the fence.

Of boundaries,
of withdrawal.

You will never have it all.

You can miss her,
and miss her well.

But that will not do you well.

Because that wont change the past,
the memories relapsed.

Breathing in your scent.

Why did I take that for granted.

Because you smelt as sweet as a spring rose.
You smelled of poetry, of prose.

It was of second hand book shops,
it was getting you to notice me.
It was everything in between.
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I was in love with you,
I was starstruck, blue.
I was everything you wanted and more,
but I saw you to the door.

You were once the apple of my eye,

You made me see the sun shine bright.

I dedicated myself to you, my darling Rarity, through and through.

Is it possible to shift from love to hate.

The thought of you fills me with disgust.

In the tiny photos I see of you I feel anger.

I wish whole heatedly that I had never met you, never experienced that pain, that game.

Your game of lies, your game of sin.
Your game of fine for now,
but not the end.

I hate your stupid naked cat.
I hate that compared to yours,
my voice is flat.

I hate you,
I hate you.

Because you were a terrible friend.

I hate you,
I hate you...

Because it's never the end.
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You made me seem like the crazy one.

Even though you were the one
leading me on.

I remember your father at 6 in the am,
he didn't care that we had just spent the entire night awake waiting

For you sister to go to sleep, at 5am in the morning,
...So that we could finally kiss, only to have sweet nothings.

These memories are real and that's why I put it down on paper.

I loved her deeply, it's stupid, I'm learning.

If I were to cross her path one day, I know for sure that I would say,

I miss you.

Body against body.
You smell amazing.

You smell like summer time and sadness.

The smell of you, is one I wish I could bottle.

In the middle of your ******* smelt the sweetest.
hThe sweetest scent I have ever smelled.

Do you remember yelling at the kids throwing litter from the bridge?

I remember everything about you.

Darling muse

Heartbroken fuse.

Your ******* smelt like sunshine.

I have all I want.
I've a woman and a cat.
That's all that I need.

Like the cicada,
I awaken once a year
to scream and then die.

Through a frosted window,
I may have seen your face.

Once,
about five years ago.

I still have the framed painting
you brought me from
Newfoundland.

You mentioned something about the landscape.

Signed with X's and O's.

It sits in the back of my closet,
and I make the excuse
that I need a nail.

But really, I just
don't have the

desire,

to look at it.