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You said you’d call at 8. I watched the clock tick by from 7:55 to 7:56 counting down the four extra minutes there was in this hour before I got to hear your voice. I try to keep myself occupied but my head fills up with so much excitement knowing we’ll be able to share a conversation soon, ideas and opinions flooding each other’s brains with “well this is what I think” and “when I look at the stars I wish I could be sitting next to you.” But it’s 8:15 now and my phone still hasn’t rung. Waiting on your precious call made time slow down for me because I sat there and waited. And waited, and waited but I didn’t realize I was waiting for nothing. I text you to ask if something is wrong or try to refresh your memory knowing that we had this phone call appointment together. You text me back immediately explaining you couldn’t and that you would have told me but you are just so busy. But with what? I text you back explaining I under-stand but I have never been so confused. Three days later we schedule to see one another, as plans follow through I’m happy that you didn’t forget. I shrug off you missing our phone date and begin smiling at you pouring my rawest emotions into my grin. You tell the ******* the phone you just need five minutes. Those pass exactly as time does. She hadn’t experienced the 8:15 so why did I? You left accordingly touching me gently like a flower making me feel as if I were to be touched again by you. Two weeks later I get subtle messages from you and you continue to not find time for me. I can no longer take the abuse you are beating into my head with your words and excommunicated actions. Do you want to make love to me as we hear the rain fall from the skies or dig into my brain casting a tornado inside to scramble my thoughts every-where not knowing where to pick anything up. Either way your intentions cause an emotional disaster. You said you’d call at 11 to apologize for the way you’ve been behaving so I wait, once more. It hit midnight before rivers flew down my cheeks and then you called, but I gave you a 12:15 and you gave me a goodbye.
-S
Good things come to those who wait
But great things come to those who make it happen
-s
I am young
Stop telling me to focus on the future
Let me live in the present
We focus too much on getting our life together
We don't even get to experience it
-s
If you needed light
I would bring you the sun
As I sat there with my hands burnt
-S
Mentally growing
Beginning to know myself
Wasn't like a tree sprouting out of the ground
And me learning to nurture it to become one with nature
Growing felt like being made again
Shaped into a whole being
My mind felt morphed into its own womb
And started to develop true life
For the first time as I was escaping reality
I was making my own
Because I was finally existing
Growth can make a new life
From a life already living
Just to show you that time on Earth
Is all about the paths you take
-S
Superior people are theway they are because they have this misconstrued idea that knowledge is about power OVER people instead of just power
we can be powerful as a unit
-S
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They say when you are in a panicked state of mind you have to center yourself into the room in order to calm down
You were there one night
As my wildest emotions overrode me
You told me to count to 5 and it would all be over
Everything would be okay
1, 2, 3, 4... 5
It passed, those five seconds
They just
Passed
I began to use this method whenever I'd begin to go into an emotional frenzy
1, 2, 3, 4... 5
Things began to pass and I became to realize nothing could be bad forever
Especially after the countdown
Days passed between the two of us and things did not seem the same
As we sat in your car arguing about the little things
You said the words
"it's over, get out of my car"
I sat there
Shocked, panicked, so flooded with fear
So I began to count
1
you yelled at me, "STOP" you said
2
you wouldn't stop screaming "I'm done with this, I can't anymore"
3
you stopped screaming and began to pick up my purse and jacket to hand to me dismissing me from your car
4
you said "this will not pass"
5
it didn't
He said I love you my skin
As his nails caved in to my back
I tasted the lies upon his lips
But felt every word honestly

He said I hate you on my chest
When he pulled the dagger out
It was the truth I didn’t want to hear
But my ears got closure from the sound

The flower I thought I was in his garden
Didn’t match his universe
I was wilted and he grew out of this world

As he plummeted his verbal weapon through me
My rotting self began to feel true growth
Your universe does not involve me because I refuse consumption
Because I have my own universe
And without you I am able to explore space
Because you gave me so much of it
I am venturing out
I don’t want to put chains around your wrists
Attaching yourself to me
Because having stability in your stay will never give me the same stability as knowing
you want to
I wish pouring my heart out was as easy as making my breakfast
-S
H2O
H2O
Thoughts of you keep flooding in
My heart has become home to a flash flood
I never fell so quickly for someone before
But you flow through me like water
Making me love the taking of the tides
When I used to feel like a piece of me was taken away
But now
I'm drowning deeper and deeper
In love
with you
He said I want to make love to you
Appreciate the trees and the ants
But when you're both alone
All you see is his hand in your pants
-S
I used to hate the ocean
Solely because I didn’t know how to ride the waves
But when i met you
I wanted to learn how to swim
The ocean didn't seem so bad anymore
-s
She makes me want to risk a cold
Because I wouldn't want to risk not being by her side
Dancing in the rain on a Thursday night
She makes me appreciate how bright the sun is
Even when it blinds me
Because seeing the light reflect off her cheek on a Sunday afternoon
Is a sight I refuse to miss
She makes me enjoy 6 hour car rides to my moms for Christmas
Because the beats on the radio aren't the only thing I'm listening to
Her voice is like music to me

Things I wish boys would say about me
-S
He looked at me
and whispered words of love
I wanted to touch him
And make love to his bare body
But I was already naked
He was deep inside my thoughts
And his love was pulsating trough my veins
being inside your brain meant more than having you inside my body
-S
Say to her i love you
Then never say anything again

*How he broke my heart
Right in front of my eyes
I see you slipping away
As if i have butter on my fingers and I am holding onto you
And there I sit and hope to god the butter will turn to glue
As if that would be a tell tale sign from the universe
Telling you to stay
As I lay in bed
I think about you
I want to paint pictures on your back
Maybe a lilac sky
because
you always loved colors that sounded so different
Different like you
You are the sweet different kiss
Like the ones you get on the forehead from your dad as a little girl
A comfortable type of intimacy
You and me
One that makes you feel home again
I’m home again
With you
Why won't you come home?
I didn’t know my favorite sound until we cuddled
Not the way you spoke as you held me
But the way your heart beat as I laid on your chest

-S
I guess I’m too scared to say “I’m happy”
Something bad always happens
A genuine smile will crack through
At the cost of my heart cracking in two
-S
I fell in love with myself through you
Thank you for being the mirror I so blindly refused to look in
-s
I see everything so much differently now that you’re gone. The wind has a sadness to it and the rain pours heavier. The world was perfect when I was with you, I saw everything so beautifully, The flowers bloomed in your very existence. And the clouds went in hiding and the sun came out when you smiled. When it was 50 degrees out just having you squeeze my hand made the weather change immediately, it then became a warm Friday morning in the middle of summer, even though we were smack in the middle of winter. Everything felt right when I was with you. Even when it wasn’t. Even when you caused tornadoes in my head, I convinced myself it was just a harsh breeze and soon we’d be back to playing under the sun. I was in the eye of the storm and didn't even realize it. And even now, when I see the chaos you created I'm still blinded by your beauty because you made my heart beat and stop with the blink of an eye. I. still. love. you.
I’m the girl that likes flowers
I’m the girl with blonde hair
I’m the girl you tell your mom about
I’m the girl with strong care
I turn winter into summer
With my warm and gentle touch
I’ll give my lover all of me
My mind is more than enough
A soul deep enough to captivate
The essence of an angel
You will fall for me so hard
Your emotions become interchangeable
I’m the girl who will make you feel
I’m the girl who will keep you up
I’m the girl who won’t stop loving you
I’m a girl who will not give up
I am a girl who doesn’t belong to anybody
But to myself
I am a girl who’s on the short side
But I will climb that shelf
I am made for purposes unknown
Ones you don’t have to understand
Just because I know my worth
Doesn’t mean I won’t take your hand

I am a girl who will not settle for anything less
Majority of men I know your motive
So please do not ask me to get undressed

I know all this about myself
Because men try to tell me my value
So, I will keep this priceless mindset
Because I personally enjoy my own view
-S
My mom told me I knew I would be in love once I saw myself in him
But it was the exact opposite
I didn’t see myself in him
He began to let me see myself in me
A reflective lover is just a lover
But a coherent being
Is a sight-ful soul
I was blind to whom I was
But he let me see
I’ve found my soulmate
-S
They say "if you seek hard enough you'll find what you're looking for"
But what is meant to be shown to you
In time
Will reveal itself without you seeking
-S
And just like a dropped milk carton
There went my tears
Flooding down
Making a gigantic mess
Shouldn’t expect otherwise
I always **** up the simple things
I’m sorry
-S
you took everything from me
i can't even enjoy writing anymore
it's as if the ink in my pen is filled with poison
You made money as a bagging boy
At the local grocery market
But i could've sworn you were a construction worker
Because you built me up so much
-S
You were so hungry
You fed off my emotions
Now I'm empty and there's nothing for me to consume
Because you treated my heart like a feast
-S
Your fingers were digging for gold
Right between my legs
My eyes were looking for a feeling
Right upon your face
But I didn't need your to tell me
I knew I was already a gold mine
And you an emotionless digger
-S
I wish I didn't wear glasses
Maybe I'd see the world as a beautiful place
I have seem to lost connection with simple emotions
Which re-configures ******* devotions
Feelings that are best expressed
like the ***** of a rose
A small single sting
Just an "ouch" I suppose
But I know the pain is there
And it's almost unbearable
My cosmic mind begins to breakdown
It's **** near irreparable
I've lost the ability to whimper
I've gained the ability to cry
All these unblemished feelings
Make my tear ducts run dry
My sentiment has grown stronger
There's no simplicity in my heart
My emotional responses were a blank canvas
They have matured into art
When I am most unhappy
My face begins to drown
When I am at the peak of elation
My aura glows all around
I've lost the ability to become angry
I've gained vehemence in its prime
Inflammable emotions
Build in such time
When my stomach begins to rumble
I am no longer hungry yet starving
The electric vibrations you give me
Get engraved inside my soul like a tree bark carving
When I love, I love hard
Nothing in-complex about it
If you cannot take my deep emotions
You and I are not the puzzle piece I saw so fit
Although I have lost connection with simple emotions
I have gained connection with  the real ones inside
Feeling such things shouldn't be subtle
Our eccentric emotions are nothing to hide
-S
never look to be clothed
by the one who sat there
and watched you freeze
-s
I'd rather lose myself
than lose you
But if you left
a little bit of myself would too

I picked us up in the lost and found
-S
I hadn’t picked a book up in months you were so hard to read

-S

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