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 Sep 2021 a silent chaos
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Time goes by
And I miss you

Just like me
The flowers grew
But soon they wilted
Just like you

You were sweet
This I knew
Like an addiction
I loved you

Now the roses are dead
The violets are too
The garden's all gone
And so are you

Your flowers died
I did too
Because all along
I was you
I wrote this a while ago when I had a crush on someone and it was literally crushing me. This is pretty metaphorical, but it also has a bit of literal meaning. It's a mixture of my feelings towards the person I liked and how I felt towards myself at the time.
For you, anything under the sun,
For you, the back seat and a coffee run.
For you, a sweet text, a humble stare.
For you, everything, I learned to care
For you, the things you loved, the things you shared,
For you, trips to all over, or trips simply nowhere.
For you, my love and undying affection,
For you, my heart, my smiles, my attempted perfection.
For you, a calm body, mind and soul,
For you, me waiting at beck and call.
For you, anything under the sun,

But for me, all I got was a hit and run.
 Nov 2018 a silent chaos
If I were short
On Love
Would you care?
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
*      ·   
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                                                          ✦      · .
  ·     . .   *    *  . * .         ·
·           ·✷ *              +     ·   ⊹  . ˚  ˚    ˚     * . who will mourn the world ˚
+   ·  when there is nothing left?+                ˚
+   ·        *   ✺ ˚ ⊹           ✵      ˚ +    . .          ˚    ✷ ·  .   .       · *      ⊹   . ⋆ ˚
*       *      ·   
   ✦                      . ˚
·           ·✷ *                  +     · ✵           ✫    * .      * .  .
I felt like space
so so alone
op oʇ ʇıɥs ʇoɓ ı ɐu ʇnq ʎɹɔ ɐuuɐʍ I
Just like that,
It was October again.
It felt
A little colder,
A little darker,
And a lot less like you.
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