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Sierra Carleton May 2014
I'm sorry
I'm sorry for being so **** selfish,
But you would be too
If you had someone who defined every single thing for you
Or someone that you see little bits of
In every person that crosses your path.
And it's even worse when you don't get a real goodbye
Because it gives you hope.
And hope is a strong concept.
Hell, it's the only thing stronger than fear.
It seems this hope is eating away
At the little common sense I have left,
Crushing every sane thought I have.
And I'm pretty ****** about
Letting this hope sit in my heart
Like a fire I should've stomped out
The moment I met you.
Sierra Carleton May 2014
I was naive
I admit it.

But when I was with him
A sweet aroma would surround
And encapsulate us.

As I sit here typing now
All I can taste is a bittersweet memory
Dancing on my tongue.

And I swallow it whole
As I do my pride
Whenever he's around.
Sierra Carleton May 2014
You are like a lingering sin to me
Evil at sight
But Heaven to the touch.
Sierra Carleton May 2014
Such bittersweet serendipity it was
Loving someone like you for a good lot of time
But afterwards
The numb settles down upon my heart
And I'm left with disconcerting theories
Of what it could have been like
If you had stayed just one more time.
And baby,
Ill apologize when you finally spot my flaws.
A little mole on my side,
The rough of my feet,
The divot in my jaw.
Youll say theyre nothing,
And you say youll love me more.
But will you?
Will you be able to,
When theres nothing left to adore?
Will you when you see
The invert of my hips,
The cracks on my lips?
The scars on my legs and shoulders,
The tears that turn to boulders?
A chunk of missing flesh in my left thigh,
The way my light breath can turn to a heavy sigh?
The already forming wrinkles,
The way that I cry,
And how my nose crinkles?
The sensitivity of my eyes,
The part of me that has already died?
My ability to stand tall,
How easy it is for me to break and fall?
When you realize all of this...
Will you still be here for the long haul?
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
I'd just like you to know I do remember everything
From the first day until the last.
I remember that you were wearing a gray t shirt
Jeans, and a black jacket when we met.
The date was January 6, 2012.
We met at a basketball game at the high school.
You were there for wrestling
I was there for cheerleading.
I remember hearing you make snide comments
Just audible enough for the person intended to hear.
I remember being captivated by those blue eyes.
I remember the last words you said to me
Harsh and unforgivable
But of course, I had already accepted the apology
I knew would be coming my way.
Because, ****, I remember everything.
Thinking of him.
Sierra Carleton Apr 2014
I remember the way he firmly gripped the steering wheel
So different from the way his hands caressed my sides.
I remember the way his voice sounded when he joked with his friends
And how it changed from the way he spoke my name.
I remember they way he glanced at others
A huge difference from the way he locked me in his gaze.
I remember the way he hugged his friends
Not nearly as passionate as the way he pulled me in.
I remember the way he would sit at the school
And the way he would sit on my bed... just different.
And so perfect.
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