Afiqah Jan 8

my heartlines
made a crib out of your love
and here I am,
still trying to beat a pulse back
still wanting to slip into your midnights
just wasting time away with the stars
and watch our hearts happen

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

the moon has its time for us
and I’m glad it gave us its space
in between midnights
where we found our hearts mostly tangled
fabricating itself
into something poetical
as if love once met us
somewhere before

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

know that
you’re not for everyone
and that is okay
every living thing may sound
like they’re always trying to say please
other times,
you’re simply left to watch yourself happen
and do the rest of the saving
but keep in mind
for this space on earth is yours
and you still matter as much

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

it is in the feeling of always
the feeling that’s quite inerasable
that I still see you
although many afters had come,
although the air has already
been mouthing the days
over and over
for its tomorrows,
tomorrow
still somehow finds you

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

thank you
for showing me the stars
and letting me notice how my scars
is one of the tenderest yet bravest thing
I could let be the epitome to exist
more with self-love

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

somehow, at some point,
life makes you feel like
you’ve been chasing yourself all along
and for years,
you had to have a heart filled with
all sorts of tribulations to get to where you are
and you’ll then soon realize
behind every life’s benevolent force
there was simply no reason to be afraid
we just have to learn to come back home
over and over again
to ourselves

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

there was no second-guessing
since the day I start to wear you close
to my flawed skin
and remembering how well
you have silenced my every doubt
love eventually had its way
to let us sit by
and made our hearts look good
in each other’s

-a.

Afiqah Jan 8

I never knew
my flaws, my broken blues
could learn you this way
it is as if you had your eyes on them
most of the time
and I, somehow
still can’t help but notice
the way some words,
your words could make me speak nothing
but of love in return to you

-a.

Hannah Zedaker Dec 2017

You never think it is going to happen to you
Until you hear of a letter from the sheriff’s department,
And the quiet guy in your econ class no longer shows up to school.

You never think it would happen to them
Until you’re laughing over coffee
And someone mentions the events of last friday
And how the police were called in

You never think it would happen to her
Until she’s making jokes about it
But could have been gone forever
May the circumstances had changed

And you laugh along,

But the moment the talking stops,
The smiles fade,
You’ll come to the halting realization

You never think

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