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Rose Jul 2019
it’s just like,
im everything.
and you’re not enough.
so where does that leave us?
i know what i have to do..
it’s time for me to leave,
but letting go is always the hardest.
perhaps in a couple millennia,
or maybe even, in another lifetime,
we’ll be together.
but for now,
it’s time for me to leave.
i wish i didn’t have to go..
because we could be everything,
we *could’ve been everything.
because our hearts connect and throw the stars,
one touch and everything is out of alignment.
your hair running through my fingers and everything starts to make sense again.
i crave the connection.
crave the love.
but it’s just not enough.
and because of that, i have to leave.  
it’s time for me to go, and find what’s meant for me.
travel across the galaxies and
let another to steal my heart.
and perhaps
just maybe,
one wondrous day,
in another universe,
we won’t be starcrossed lovers.
and your heart won’t belong to another.
-v.la
[growth on rose]
Meruem Jul 2019
I remember where it all began:
It was us, savouring our youth.
Building habits, creating memories
That I will always keep with me.

The taste of your lips,
Our long drives home,
It's the way that you made me feel
That I will surely miss.

I won't go back to the start,
Maybe twice of it were too much.
Neither were good nor bad,
But it was definitely all worth it.
July 3, 2019 - 13:15

I am lost on how to process things right now. This piece shouldn't have ended if I put all of my thoughts into words. This one's for you, B. Au revoir~
we were intertwined
in a life full of lies
consuming thoughts
of losing you
pulling at my spine

disconnected from intelligence
treacherously deciding
who is it that brings me happiness

I am almost sure it is not you
for you exhaust me
I am lost in his intimacy

He wrapped his love and comfort around me
by only a thin thread
easy to break through
but as I refuse to move
the thread remains intact
wrapped around my hips
of where your hands caressed so gently

I tied my love to your hair
thousands of strands flowing everywhere
I hope sometimes they fall
masking your eyes
to remind you that they´re still there

how could it be you would let me fall asleep
even as we only held each other in secrecy
I would have to leave before morning

she wishes we had nothing
is it jealousy
somebody taking away her best friend
but I can´t get you out of my head
im still waiting
Molly May 2019
It strikes, not with a gale,
but with a drizzle of cherry blossoms
and a flurry of gentle chords.
blackbiird May 2019
i'm not okay.
i'm not okay.
i'm not okay.
i'm not okay.
i'm not okay.


you've stolen my heart
and i've forgotten how to breathe.
let´s be honest
I have been trouble thinking straight
lately, I don´t have anything to say
I´m exhausted, overtired, sleep deprived
stuck in this careless empty abyss of no real thought
or process
But I´m stuck in this funk
now how should I tell you
I am still in love with you
seemingly accurate I cannot think of anything else to add to this piece
i miss us
even tho we were never really more than just a fling
crickets chirping
break the most silent
of nights
rivers
splurging
into shores
on banks
filled with trees
you and I
walk the line
of the road
past midnight
stars shine bright in the sky
candle lit
breeze
touching
I found the skinned limbs
seemingly exposing
the presence of everything we were meant to be
together
in a world
of endless prosperity
blow out the smoke
apple picking
from the dark countertop
mistakes and deep slopes
it was cold outside
and I felt alive
stolen moments
broke me free
you are the other half of me
Jaxey May 2019
i saw you last night
in my dreams, such a small world
we are becoming
the universe is shrinking
martha May 2019
a lukewarm promise uttered
beneath blankets
under covers

"I will" becomes "I won't"
a fading memory of don't
forget to try

creep back inside
deny it's absence
"never mind"

how slowly does a hope unfold
sheets as thin as angel hair
whose seams get used to growing old
and break the back of taking care

this time
cup with both your hollow palms
let them trace pathways
crave trails too tough to wander down

make maps of nooks and corners
crevices and borders
holding back floods
of handheld dams

begging
breathing

release
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