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Sidney Rachel Dec 2014
Don't give me butterflies if you're just going to rip off their wings
Sidney Rachel Dec 2014
I try to be the person to take the photo,

I don't want to be looked at,

I don't want to be remembered,

I like to imagine everyone smiling at me and not the camera.
Sidney Rachel Dec 2014
My heartbeat is a dreadful knocking, as if the devil himself demands entry.
Sidney Rachel Dec 2014
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I try.
I'm sorry I care too much.
I'm sorry I get too attached.
I'm sorry I put in too much effort.

I'm sorry I can't be who you want me to be.
Sidney Rachel Dec 2014
Her
When you kiss her your hands wrap softly around her neck, but it just feels like your hands are gripping my neck tightly and twisting.
Sidney Rachel Dec 2014
Teeth made entirely of piano keys, mouth gaped open; as if waiting for someone to pound them in.

Like a warm embrace.
Sidney Rachel Dec 2014
You told me "distance makes the heart grow fonder" but now I realize that was a lie, it should have read "distance makes the heart wander"
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