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Era Aug 2014
All the words you couldn't say
Crawled in under my skin
Devilish, found a way to pinch in
Heavy with their absence, weighing

All there was left was me fighting mine,
scratching the walls i put them in, confined.
unwritten Aug 2014
i believe
that you can tell a lot about a person
by the number of email drafts in their inbox;

the number of times they had words to say but soon thought better of it
and retreated back into the silence;

the number of times their heart and soul were screaming,
begging to be heard,
but were soon vanquished with the click of one shiny "X"
or a backspace button;

the number of times they opened the closet
to pull out a skeleton,
only to come to their senses
and shut it back in again.

i believe that you can tell a lot about a person
by the number of email drafts in their inbox.

but maybe that's just me.

i tend to dwell on unsaid words.

(a.m.)
i was logged into my email and saw that a lot of my drafts were new messages with nothing in them. i had thought of something to send, then thought better of it, and i began to wonder what i had wanted to say at those moments.
Aurelio Jul 2014
You
You,
It's always you,
You bring a smile to my face,
You make my heart pace,
You keep my mind in place.

It's been so long,
And I wonder each day,
How do you do it,
What makes you so special,
That I can't get you out of my head.

My mind running marathons,
Just to grasp you for a moment,
Even if it's just an illusion,
The way I gently grab your hand,
And pull you in for a kiss,
Only to realize I've been day dreaming.

What is it about you,
Please tell me,
I wanna know why your beauty,
Wanders in my sweet dreams.
Give me an answer,
Even if it's just a tease.

You're the reason,
Why my nights are spent sleepless,
Why my days are spent dreaming,
Why each time I look around,
I see that amazing grace you lay around me.

Won't you come to me,
Because you and I know,
That you know,
That I know,
That it's you...

T.11.I
To the person I love most.
The trembling sounds
Enchanting voice
The Music
Knocking at the door
of my longing soul
Talk to me ..
…in Music
Whisper with the blending notes
The Richness of the unvoiced
Its magical tone…
Stronger and deeper
than many Talks
Carries the language
Of million unsaid words
Touches
Feeds
and Cares
For me
& my fragile Thoughts.
PrttyBrd Jun 2014
When you
absentmindedly laugh at me with such warmth
It is then that I see your heart

When you
eagerly assume you'll read my most intimate words
it is then that I feel the truth

When you
matter-of-factly believe I'm amazing
it is then I realize I've always loved you
3/17/14
Jesska Jun 2014
She didn't know the love he had
She didn't know all the beautiful things he did just for her smile
He worked in a cloak in the dead of night,
Planning a life for the 2 of them
Plans for two mean nothing, when only one knows
How could he say nothing and do so much?
So she is BROKEN and confused while thinking their love was onesided
Her friends knew how he felt.
He talked to them
But no words were given to the one who needed them the most.
Lonely is the heart who loves the emotionally timid
Just talk to me
Tell me the things you can share so easily with everyone else
Just say it
Or else I'll never know.
My way of saying that nothing is too small or insignificant  when dealing with the matters of the heart. ALWAYS tell the other how you feel <3
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