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TheKid Jul 2014
A kinetic flare
Encountering passions
Intense supernova
Wiping away all in it's radius
Leaving two particles from the destruction
That repel away
In search of reconstruction
Anonymous Jun 2014
I can't date you. Not now, not ever. I thought it was because I enjoy what I have right now but over the course of this past week I've come to a conclusion. Its because I can't find feelings for you. They were once there but you scared them away and I don't believe there is any going back to what we used to have. I'm sorry that maybe I got your hopes up or lead you on but you can get over it. Everyone eventually does. I don't doubt you once had feelings for me but I also don't doubt that you're very confused right now. You don't want me. You want someone new, and I'm only used a different way. You haven't broken me in yet, I'm like a new pair of shoes, everything is uncomfortable right now but you're making an effort to wear me in. Then I won't be new anymore, I'll give you blisters and hurt you. Then you'll go back to your old pair because that's what you're comfortable with. I'm sorry. Goodbye.
Confused and trying to decide if I should send this to him. Maybe one day when my blood is more alcohol then anything else.
Daniela Jun 2014
She had this obsession with the sea,
I didn't understand.
She spent all summer there,
laying in the sand.
I never liked the beach.
Or at least I never liked the effect it had on her;
how she counted every calorie so she could wear a bikini,
how her heart-shaped sunglasses covered her eyes, her stunning eyes.

I never fully understood her.

Perhaps I should've spent less time
trying to figure her out
and more time by her side.
She wasn't one of my experiments,
she used to clarify that all the time.
And maybe she was right.

**Now that she's gone there's nothing left to try to understand.
Daniela Jun 2014
You used to say that every time I moved my body would align into something beautiful, just as the beads in a kaleidoscope.
You used to spend hours staring at me and I felt as if I could shine on and on for days.
I am not a kaleidoscope.
Or maybe I am, in which case you're the light, and now that you're gone,
so am I.
Taylor Jun 2014
I am done with fancy words 
and overused analogies. 
I love you 
just like I told you I did last night at 3:32am. 
And that is that. 
There is no rhyme scheme
or subliminal message.
There is no catch
or depth to this. 
I am not sure what analogy
would even fit the occasion
or what fancy word could describe this. 
So let me just reinforce the fact
that I am in fact
in love with you.

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