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AmberLynne Apr 2014
I'm
         nowhere near perfect, and neither
         are you. You're quite a bit
         ridiculous, not usually serious,
         and addicted to your phone. I'm
         clumsy, unsure of myself to a
         fault, and my moods move faster
         than the minute hand on a clock.
         We're both a bit messy and goofy
         and ignorant of the weirdest
         things (like funnel cakes and the
         complicated workings of window
         blinds) but while we're on this
         ride with each other,
in
         this whole screamer of a carnival
         ride together, it works. You even
         out my moods and I'll force your
         attention to the real world and
         we'll help clean up the mess that
         we each have become over the
         years. You inspire me to be brave
         and we're seeing the world anew.
         In falling in
love
         with each other we fell in love
         with the very concept of life. A
         subtle change that made all the
         difference. I know nothing of
         what souls are made of, or indeed
         if they are truly even real. I've
         also never been a believer in
         soulmates, destiny, fate, or
         whatever you want to call it. I
         still don't know what I believe,
         but I know that when I'm
with
         you, sir, I believe in us. Our long
         serious talks, goofing off so that
         I'm laughing until I can't breathe,
         the way you look at me and I'm
         more sure of your love than the
         very fact that the sun will rise
         again tomorrow. I'd stay with you
         forever for these prize jewels, no
         matter what the rest of our lives
         hold. We're messy and imperfect,
         but to me
our
         journey together is the greatest
         novel ever written. I love that
         we're sharing so many firsts-not
         just in our relationship, but in our
         lives. Exploring the world with
         you is my all-time favorite
         adventure. I could never have
         imagined how quickly I would
         fall for you, but I'm never
         looking back. We fit together so
         exquisitely, cut from the same
         pattern, and I know that this is
         the kind of
love
         that is searched for, written about,
         and that makes hearts ache with
         longing. We've been lucky
         enough to find it, and I can tell
         because when we kiss,
         I taste forever on your lips.
I ****** up.....once again.
no, 6x8 doesn't equal 46, it's 48.
I know, well is an adverb, and I said I'm doing good.
Oh, he's there. I'll just flip my hair. **** I don't have hair.
I've known myself for 17 years, and I just spelt my last name wrong. awk
It's quiet, and I don't even know what that burp sneeze cough sound that just came out of my mouth was. So I will hum for now.
I'm singing passionately and loud because this is my song, that I apparently don't know the lyrics to. Why me.
and then finally, I couldnt explain how I felt.
but in all that was ****** up,
he understood me.
kyla marie Apr 2014
I'm often faced with the question
"why don't you just take medicine?"

Zoloft
Prozac
Lexapro
Paxil

do they take away the memories
or replace the words slipping through their mouths?
do they stop the fluttering of thoughts racing around my tired brain?
do those tiny capsules create apologies or never said goodbyes?
do they stop my thoughts at the late hours of the night?
do the scars on my wrists magically disapear?
do they erase the images of every bad thing that's ever happened?
do they suddenly make me good enough for everyone I wasn't?
Colleen Cavanagh Feb 2014
I’m still trying to tell you
I can’t make you understand
The way I hurt
The way I hate
Not you, I love you
I will tell you you’re perfect
Until your ears bleed
And you want me to go away
But I will never believe
The words you say
You’re pretty,
You’re beautiful
But you’re a liar
No one would ever say the
Truth
That
I
Am
Ugly.
I know I am
I see myself every day
I know I’m not perfect
I know I’m not good enough
Stop lying and stop repeating
All that crap
You make me want
To run away
Now I hate you too
For lying to me.
Shut the hell up.
I always thought that you were perfect
Until you took your jacket off ,
And the sun broke through the window
And highlighted every scar on your beautiful arms.
That was the day that I realised
- you are perfect for **me
Allison Lynn Feb 2014
I either care too much
Or I don't care enough
It's like I'm playing a never ending
Tug of war against myself
Too much pushing and pulling
Wondering and waiting
Is it worth the time
Or am I going insane yet?
And even after taking steps back
To see things more clearly
My perspective remains the same
And the image is blurry
I can't decide what's right
And I'm running out of time
To finally make up
My ever changing mind

Drop the mask and façade
I need to see the truth
What is actually there?
What is actually you?
And what have you done
To try to make me stay
Even when it seems
Like I'm pushing you away
I miss the way it used to be
When you actually tried
Now I'm falling for you harder
And I'm scarring my pride
But what is actually hurt
Isn't the fact that you're fading
But the fact that I was wrong
When I thought I could change it

And maybe after this
I'll finally learn
How to point out the liars
Before I get hurt
But mistakes are inevitable
Even for me
I'm not the perfect person
I wish I could be
But I'll remember the past
When I'm living every day
I won't let people trick me
Won't listen when they say
That they can give me the world
But they have their fingers crossed
Because I can't lose my head
Or ever get lost
For the fear of unreturned love
Is something to hate
Because it's bound to happen sometime
Despite your effort to delay it

And well the seasons change
And memories fade
But the lesson will always
Remain the same
You'll have to face lies
Disappointment and heartbreak
But hold onto yourself
It's the only thing you'll take
Because most everything eventually
Crumbles and falls
But if you're still there
Standing up tall
You'll be able to start over
Get a fresh start
To reopen the wounds
You've sealed on your heart
Smudged Ink Dec 2013
everybody wants to be perfect
but do they understand what that means
it means without flaws
perfect in every way
people don't realize that you can't be perfect
no matter how hard you try
something will always be wrong
because you have imperfections
don't they say to love someone you have to love their flaws too?
but once you see their mistakes that's all that you can see
you focus on the bad instead of the good
even though it takes a while we come around and realize
that
imperfections are perfections

— The End —