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- Apr 2017
IV
All his life he spent it on the insides of a 30 meter bricked wall, while she spent all hers trying to avoid people. Both were considered strange, both were considered freaks. Both longed for each other's lives and dreamt of each other's nightmares but neither of them knew that yet.

Til one day, their paths crossed. She was able to climb the wall as she runs away from the people around her, and he was so desperate to live freely he was finally able to finish the ladder he spent so much work on.

The edge of the wall was the first place they have both stepped on.

It was love at first glance - *He saw how beautiful the world was, and she felt at home in isolation.
Jason L Rosa Mar 2017
Take my ashes to San Francisco
Follow the steps
And lay me to rest where
I always felt free and at peace

Step one: Irish coffee(s)
Step two: Irish coffee to go
Step three: take the walk and shed your demons
Step four: find my spot and sit
Step five: tune in, unwind, and listen for my reply

Let me go into the ocean
And I'll always be within reach
Stay by the sea and let the water  
Sing you my love songs
I'll be the fog on the horizon
And the brisk embrace
of the Pacific mist

And if you find yourself in need
I'll relinquish my spot
for those days you could use an ear
And feel comfort
Know that I'll hear you
And I'll reply
And if you weep
Let the raindrops that fall
And the howling of the wind
give notice
That I am weeping too

You may grow lonely
But you will never be alone
I'll be within waters reach
And in the city I will
Always be alive with you.

Take my ashes to San Francisco.
Jason L Rosa Apr 2017
Our playlist is
the best love songs
that helped voice words
we needed spoken.
Jason L Rosa Apr 2017
I thought about every
little gesture, look, song,
secretly worded I love yous,
and maybes,
and should ofs
that we shared since we met.

And how your smile and your eyes
have both stopped time
to show me glimpses of the future. 
 
And just ecstatic happiness,  
and thank yous,  
and oh my gods,  
and how i've never felt more right.
  
And how last night was
perfect and respectful and beaming
with love that was so ******* mutual.  

I just replayed the moments
over a few hundred times.
This is  real.
This is happening.
Akira Chinen Apr 2017
When has love thrived under convention, convenience, or even wisdom?
Idiosyncrasy Apr 2017
We were merely
could haves
should haves
and *would haves.
You are worth the risks. We will happen. /cab/late/kiss/home/
5/30
Dark n Beautiful Apr 2017
For love

You forget your true identity,
you walked around half daze
video chatting for hours on  IMO
Without the awareness of monthly data usages

You filled up your lungs up with air
a constant feuded, about the profoundly tender
Letting, go of the cheese for the shadows
While, losing yourself in a foggy dream

I am holding on tight to my Linguistic style
and not for, that kind of love

I am like the best opening lines in my poems
Waiting to be read, by others and not for love
Lindiana Mazari Apr 2017
Love Dust*
in the air

Head in the clauds

I'm standing here
in the middle of roses

thinking of you
what we would do

if we were together
a bond which lasts forever

but it
*
ain't reality
chris Mar 2017
q
six thousand languages
and there are still no
arrangement of words that
could begin to describe
how much i love you
chris Jan 2017
you + me
i thought
we would
stay together
for infinity

i felt like
i was in
my prime

but you
subtracted
me from
your life
i guess you wanted something < than me

(greater)
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