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WickedHope Dec 2014
Sorry my eyes are brown
And my hair's ***** blonde
And I'm skinny but not thin enough

Sorry I'm too short, too tall
And I'm not much of anything
And I had to quit dancing

Sorry my skin is too pale
And I have all these freckles and moles
And all these scabs and scars

Sorry I'm curved wrong
And my eyes are bad
And I talk too much

Sorry I stopped trying in school
And I'm shy but forward
And I'm an idealist

Sorry I'm broken
And uncertain
And afraid

Sorry I'm not any of the things you wanted
Sorry I loved you anyway
Andrew.
Just get out.
Go.
I'm too tired.
WickedHope Dec 2014
Everyday I wake praying it was all a dream.
I open my eyes hoping to find you beside me.
Writing absolute crap lately, sorry.
- - -
I hate how much I ******* miss him.
I'm still in love with you, Andrew.
WickedHope Dec 2014
I hate how crazy I get when my thoughts multiply
I hate how angry I get when my thoughts multiply
Where am I supposed to go to save myself from me

Where am I supposed to go now that you've left me
Please let me open my eyes and see you again
Please let me once again feel your arm's embrace

Don't forget the girl who smells like paper and ink
Oops, this totally went in a different direction.
- - -
He ordered me Paper Passion (it's supposed to smell like paper and ink) for my sixteenth birthday.
He was the only one who remembered my birthday that year without being told.
God I miss him more than anything.
I'll always love you, Andrew.
WickedHope Dec 2014
Why       don't       you*       love       me       anymore?
I      understand       why      other     people      don't
,
*But                                  you                                  did
O                         n                         c      ­                   e.
WickedHope Dec 2014
This time I shall be perfect,
                                  if you'll come back.
Andrew, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I wasn't enough.
Just let me try again.
I'll do anything, I just can't keep playing this game.
This game of letting me in and shutting me out.
I need my Two A.M back.
WickedHope Dec 2014
Maybe he lost my number
Maybe he forgot where I live
Maybe he's out on vacation
Maybe he's ******* with classes
Maybe he had a relative die
Maybe his brother relapsed
Maybe he's... still sleeping
Maybe he has amnesia
             that would explain how
             he could just forget everything
This looked cooler written in cursive.
I like my handwriting.
WickedHope Dec 2014
I dare you
to meet me
at the foot
of the Statue
watching over cities
from the middle
of nowhere at
quarter to One
the morning of
the winter **Solstice
Please stop.
WickedHope Dec 2014
forget about me
but don't forget about me
because if you forget me
i'll die
i'm like tinkerbell
if you stop believing in me
i'll die
if you forget about me
i'll die
but i want you to forget about me
so i can have peace
and try to forget about you
you need to get out of my head
please
i can't evict you
i don't have that kind of strength
so i need you to remove yourself
i need you to metaphorically die
so i know you won't come back to life
like you've been doing
stay dead
stay away
stop making me fall apart
every time you say
                                                                ­     **hello
What. The actual. ****.
WickedHope Dec 2014
If you come back
I promise to be better
If you come back
I promise to be like her
It's always been yes when it comes to you.
- - -
Contracts written in blood.
- - -
ANDREW!
WickedHope Dec 2014
He got it

He got everything

Then he left

Then I stopped living
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