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Wai Phyo Win Dec 2018
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I heard viberation out of the blue
just two minutes talk really like
"game over"
on screen in amusement park fool
a bit more than a missed
call stranger

Have to swim cross night
long and lonely
no energy to sleep back tight, in this
coldest night
literally surviving one and the only!
listening "Learn to be lonely" till
morning light

Wishing not to trigger another
stretched night
hoping for a good paper of
fortune cookie
anyway, a heart full of
thoughtful delight
You're always over my head like a
warm hooie
Based on true story
jay Dec 2018
she wore your hoodie
with a smile on her face
until you broke her
then she had no place

you didn't mean it
you swore to god
now your hoodie
is left unworn

as she bled
as she cried
as she hurt
as she died

she wore your hoodie
with a tear down her face
until you broke her
and she faded away
Linus Stevenson Apr 2018
A(r)mor I wear
With drawstrings that dangle
Another layer to cover
A beating heart

Pulling sleeves
Covering wrists
Vulnerable but protected
Blood flowing, life

I see her, fair
Beauty and depth
Yet a frail and fragile heart
Not armed, not guarded

Like a piece of art
"Please be careful...
Sensitive to touch...
Handle with care"

She will wear my a(r)mor
And cover her wrists
Hood pulled over
Guarding from killing whispers

She will wear my a(r)mor
I will be without
Naked, defenseless, exposed
But she will have a(r)mor

My Armor, My Amor
Irene Hao Apr 2018
He sits in the corner of my class, not my first one or my last one. It's one of those boring middle-of-the-day classes everyone dozes off to.
He sits in the corner, wiggling his eyebrows at the girl in the table next to him. He's always partners with her. They're good friends. I think.
He always has on a sky blue hoodie, littered with cliche inspirational quotes he scribbled on. My favorites are "Where the shadows crawl, light is always  close by" and "Nothing is perfect. I am nobody. Therefore, I am perfect." He always takes the hoodie off afterwards and stuffs it in his locker. I know because I've seen him do it. Every day.
When I first heard his voice, frankly, I thought he was a she. He gave off a cool vibe, a dramatic obnoxious drag queen diva. And I wasn't wrong.
First time I ****** it all in and approached him, he blew into my ear, laughed, and walked off. Second time, he approached me, said he liked scaring me. I don't quite understand it.
But the way he babbles, the way his smile just gets me smiling with him, I understand that part of him. The way he looks like he's always having fun, even during his science presentation, I like it. He's always smiling. I don't know if he really does, but I like to think so.
Francis Rowell Mar 2018
i tried to stay
but i couldn’t find your heart
it was buried
underneath your hoodie
sleeves pulled over your fingers
you couldn’t let me in
but i understand
what it’s like to have a wall

---

you left, you said, because you didn’t know me
but i was trying so hard to open up
i don’t blame you, i’m not worth it
but you could have kissed me goodbye
i got a construction crew yesterday
they’re reinforcing my protection
it’s either trapped in or out
there’s never another way

---

i guess it’s goodbye, then

--

have a

good

life
life
Angie Marcano Mar 2018
There is an opaque dark blue hoodie,
hiding at the back of my closet.
Covered in metaphoric dust and cobwebs.
It has fluffy cloud-like lint
covering the holes in its pocket.
Short little strings
sticking out from its seam.
It hides behind the bright rainbow
of blouses and dresses.
Deep in the back, away from sight .
Forgotten and unused.

Yet it,
Still smells like that popular perfume I got you.
Still holds the tickets from the last movie we saw in its pockets.
Still has that ketchup stain from when we last ate together.

It is no longer a bright navy blue hoodie.
Its color has faded away.
Ever since that cold November day.
When you left without it and never came back.
It hasn't left its spot ever since.
And neither have I.
Blossom Feb 2018
Warmth against my flesh
Hold me in bed

Squeezing against my body
Kiss on my head

Embrace my cold figure
Things as they should be

I couldn't live without you
I love you, my hoodie
That day when the weather was cold
You let me borrow your hoodie
That moment was gold
It made my heart flutter

Why did those happy moments turn into sudden fear?
I covered my ears
In the sound of ambulance which I did'nt want to hear
If you only looked at the road before crossing
You'd still be here

I smelled that hoodie in my hands
I remember those memories we made
I kept that hoodie
Because that reminds me of you
Sorry if it's bad. Hope you like it :)
savs Jun 2017
Did you realize
how close we've got
in the past few days?
Because i did

And even though i hate it,
i never want to let you
grow apart

Whenever you say I'm pretty
or that you miss me,
i can't help
this presure i feel on my chest

I told you i needed you
to hold me in your arms
a week ago, last saturday,
yesterday
and twenty times after that

but, as i said,
i hate it

i hate the way
you make me smile
with a simple "hello",
because I'm scared
of the upcoming "goodbye",
you'll get tired of me
at some point

I don't wanna feel
the way i do,
only because I'm too afraid
of being rejected

I'm not fool enough
to think I'll be able
to forget you
or your hoodie,
but i can try

i have to,
if that's what it takes
to keep you in my life

-savs
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