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Katinka Nov 2018
2015
christmas eve
The day we met

I immediately fell in love
in love with your sparkling blue eyes
your straight blonde hair
your beautiful hands

March
2015

we kiss
it felt like all I ever wanted
I loved you more than anything else

It were those little things that made us so special
the way I always waved you goodbye
every day when you left

I remember the one time I didn´t
It felt like my heart was being torn apart
I run outside
not wearing shoes or socks
but I just couldn´t let you go
without telling you
I love you

I screamed your name
and jumped into your arms
it was the way you swang me around
in the dark
that made me love you

It was the way we layed on the playground
in the nighttime
just the two of us
looking into the sky
you holding me close
inside your arms
that made me love you

It was the way you stopped
in the middel of the sidewalk
to go back holding the door open for a pizza men
that made me love you

It was the way you always looked at me
right after we kissed
right before you told me
told me you loved me
the sparkle in your eyes
the kidness
that made me love you

February
2016
we broke up

January
2018
Birthday party
I arrive
You were already there

I still remember the tasted of your kiss
nicotine and beer
and we kissed
all night long

March
2018
we hug
and tell each other
that we love the other one
but it isn´t the right time

you go
and once more
I wave goodbye as you leave
but this time
you do not turn around.
larni Oct 2018
i would love you in the next lifetime
twice as much as i love you in this one
and many more lifetimes to come
i will always feel something for you

because you never gave up on me
even when the world came crashing down,
even when everyone turned their back on me,
and even when everything was against my favour

you never let me roam behind you,
you always knew when something was amiss
you let me express myself freely,
even when i was speaking nonsense

because you understood what it felt like,
to be misunderstood and overlooked
when you were at your most vulnerable
and for that, i love you eternally
*lowercase intended*
(written from his perspective)
it may be written from his perspective...
but he would never think of me in this way
larni Oct 2018
you said you loved me
i said it back.

you said you needed me
i was grateful to hear that.

you said you were mine
and i said i am yours.

you said forever
and i said forever more.  

you said you didn’t want to lose me
and i was content

but then you disappeared
leaving my tears alone with nowhere to vent.


you blamed it on the timing
i didn’t agree.

you blamed it on yourself
and i blamed it on me.

did i not love you enough?
were my hugs and kisses too flat?

i said i love you.
but you didn’t say it back.
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larni Oct 2018
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it's the same old story that everyone knows;
one heart holding on, one heart letting go.
Tyler Oct 2018
I put on my pretty fairy lights and lit some candles
One of my favourite movies is on the TV
I have a bowl of popcorn in my lap
It’s a cozy Sunday evening and my birthday is next week
But in my head, thoughts are racing so fast I can’t tell them apart
I feel guilty for being so intense
And I wonder if any of these feelings are normal
I wonder why I can’t relax
I wonder why I can’t stop convincing myself that you don’t like me anymore
Why can’t I stop interpreting your momentary silence as you leaving.
Leaving. That’s a scary word.
I cry a little when I think of it
I delve deeper and deeper into the pit of fear and cry even more
And suddenly I find myself praying about a situation I don’t know if exists
Stargazing to take my mind off of events I don’t know if have happened
And I wonder:
“How do other people deal with this?”
How do other people deal with falling in love
Without the sky falling with them?
larni Oct 2018
because when i trace your skin
i can hear music

and when i look into your eyes
i see an ocean

now please tell me how
do i just let that go?
larni Oct 2018
i want you,
in every way there is to want a person.

from lazy rainy days
sitting around in underwear,
wrapped up in the covers
enveloped in each other.

to lustful late nights
high happy and in love,
too absorbed with each other
to focus on anything else.

i want you.
and i see so much in you
that counting all your perfections
would be like counting the stars,
there's too many to keep track of
and they just seem endless.

i am utterly in love
with every inch of your being,
every corner of your mind
and everything in between

i might not know what i believe
or where i'm going
or what i'm doing,
but i do hope
you'll hold my hand
and wander blindly with me.

because as long as i'm with you
i don't need a destination,
you are the journey.

i am simply enamored with your entity,
captivated by your character,

fascinated
infatuated
amorous

in love.
lowercase is intentional :-)
riwa Oct 2018
we are two celestial bodies, waiting for collision.
you know, they say that sacrifice is necessary sometimes,
so i’d sacrifice every part of me just for a moment alone with you.
a moment where you could hold me and we wouldn’t need to worry about any of the consequences;
recklessly exploring each other’s minds with our bodies.
two celestial beings awaiting our destruction,
because with destruction comes rebirth.

and you,
you make me feel like i was born again.
like everything in the world is fresh and exciting,
and it’s all because i get to experience it with you.
being with you makes every part of me come to life;
like i have risen from the ashes and taken flight once more.
i feel the wind blowing on me every time you brush your hand against my cheek,
i feel the electricity run through me every time you kiss me,
and all the drugs in the world could never make me feel as euphoric as you do.
because when i’m with you i enter a state of mind no substance could alter;
pure bliss.
uhhh idk
(10.27.18)
I write about beauty thinking of you,
And the awe in my soul from what you do.
I write about dreams that you made come true.
Words are mine but inspiration is you.

I write about blue skies thinking of you,
And miracles based on things that you do.
Love is a fantasy that you made true.
My poetry is inspired by you.

I write about hopes thinking of you,
And seeing God’s hand in all that you do.
Lies I believed you made no longer true.
Art that I see is inspired by you.

I heard wondrous words coming from you,
And watched all the new things you liked to do.
You made my tears when you swore it was true—
It was I who was inspiring you.
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