We were the best of friends, we found refuge in each other at work. Texting till late at night, calling in the middle of day with no delay. I remember, when you called me and asked me to cover your shifts for your vacation, I immediately accepted and you said I was amazing.

I like to think of that instead how we ended.

The good times, like when I complimented your boots and you implied that it was nice to find a guy whose purpose wasn't to objectify. I can't help but wonder if playing me was your goal, you're married now, he's seen you naked, but has he seen your soul? It all happened so fast, I didn't think you dating that guy would last. He wasn't your type, at least that's what you told me that night. I'm not jealous of him, I'm jealous of you, you were able to give up, while I'm still clinging to the idea of you.

I can't sleep
Everytime I remember your words
They snap and recoil
And hurt me awake
Next time when someone
Promises me forever
I'll just smile
Look them in the eyes and ask
How long is forever to you.

there are so many of you
that i would love to sit down with;
maybe over a milkshake and a plate of fries;
and just talk.
i want to ask you about the boy that hurt you,
about the anger you feel deep inside
over a father who said he’d come back...
and then didn’t.
i want to run with you through pages of words and say
“oh that’s right, what a lovely metaphor.”
i want to see all your smiling faces and
thank each and every one of you for showing me kindness,
for saving my life.
i want to collaborate on novels of poetry
and laugh with you through the tears of our pasts.
so until we sip those milkshakes and eat those fries...
thank you, to
some of the most beautiful people i have never met.

you can't have it all
but you want it,
you see it with someonelse and wish it was you inplace of her
and never letting it go from your arms holding it tight.

you get shatterd and cry behind walls
but you try to run from it and not face the truth
cause you think you will shatter into small pecies which will hurt you deep inside.

so you move on
try not giving a **** but inside you were
slowly killing yourself.


- alima

All at once, all of a sudden
There was a cacophony of you
Resounding around my head
And quietly I imploded outward
****** into the very sounds
Your voice made in my mind
Because they sounded so good
I had to have them to keep
But instead of having them
They took me as a prisoner
Of a war that doesn't matter
And refused to give me back
So I'm left in a state of willing limbo
Ricocheting off the inside of my thoughts
Losing track of the times I think of you
Tallying the times you think of me
I could count on my fingers, I'm sure
But my thoughts don't have hands.