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anotherdream Jan 2018
I remember your eyes,
I remember your face.
Dark and so fine,
When you look away.

I remember your cheeks,
How they would blush.
I remember your hands,
Soft to the touch.

I remember your face,
Defines pure beauty.
Warm as the rain,
Endlessly soothing.

I remember your heart,
Constantly selfless.
Despite your scars,
You never left us.

I remember your hair,
Hazed like love’s leaves.
Don’t mean to stare,
Just want you to see,

You are beautiful,
You have a place.
Shy as usual,
You’re all I chase.
I remember her like it was yesterday... S.B. <3
Yasin Jan 2018
Every Monday when I face you.
Your ball-shaped absorbing eyes.
Your pointy little nose as I observe a mouse.
Your reddish hot-lip.
Astonishing colored auburn faded into fair curvy hair.
All in all a fascinating facade.
But at all, just a facade.

She drowns behind her mirror.
Broken under the surface of the ocean.

Too often I think about her, to help her.
I ask her what she thinks about the world.
I know she has rotten roots inside her.
Carries and buries them deep inside her.
That's why I want to help her.
Illustrate the importance of her.
Create an urge to live and love.

We see us eye to eye.
Ask her to figure her situation.
An incomparable conversation.
It's like apples and oranges.
I let her know that her style is magnificent.
I wanna hug her. After I asked
May I hug you?
She feels cosily warm and comfortably soft.

Slowly I realise that reality distorts my reality.
Confused, I realise that we never talked
together.
Swiftly, I perceive that we just looked
at each other.
Sadly, since we know that we like
to one another.
Finally, we admit that we are
broken beings.
jas Jan 2018
hmm..
me vs. me
battle or war?
on the other hand
what you see against what you don't
interesting theory.

you see what I want you to see
you see what you perceive of me
what your mind believes
but is that truly me?

perhaps not.
so perhaps call me two faced
i admit i have two sides
one for the show
and one behind the curtains.

oh, close minded individual
open you eyes
what do you see
surely, it's not me.
day 8 of 365
amber Jan 2018
How is it,
I feel more alone,
Alongside others each day,

Than I did,
Continuously in solitude?

People exhaust my heart.

Alone it idealizes,
Interactions,
Romanticizes,
Human nature.

Reality,
Weighs heavy,
And disappoints.
helena alexis Dec 2017
it’s like the universe
is finally on my side
the sun and the earth
have finally aligned

i used to never be able
to talk to you i was shy
like a scared little mouse
waiting for the opportunity
to take its beloved cheese

now we talk all the time
about little things just
getting to know one
another day by day

going from having no physical
contact whatsoever to hugging
you once in a blue moon is nice

seeing your name pop up on my
screen saying “__ started
following you” makes my heart
flutter and my stomach jump for joy

you have no idea how in like i am
with you and we’re finally getting
somewhere
getting somewhere w my boy :)
Seema Dec 2017
Long nights
Short days
Emotions fight
In every ways
Cold feels
Give in chills
You away
I begged to stay
Truly miss
Your ravishing kiss
I hoped you stayed
Instead you played
With words along
And left me alone
Still hopes high
Don't know why
It's not a lie
Just seems you're shy
Of what and why
You need to understand
Where we stand
I love you so...
Even more...
You are my...
My only true guy...

©sim
Fictional write.
Caleb Stevens Nov 2017
Butterflies are mysterious creatures,
They choose where they want to go.
Every time I see you,
They seem to be alive in me.
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