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luciana Sep 10
the night is fading
taking those memories with it.
this high is persuading
making reality a hypocrite

this fade is a dream-catcher
allowing me to let go.
the 99 problems don't matter
it's just me going solo

it's a new recognition
that i'm willing to live through.
uncover some new ambitions
is what i should do

exhaling out our past
****, you were the best i never had.
which will outlast?
probably this fade just a tad
luciana Sep 7
looking up at all the stars
i hope for a better tomorrow
thinking through the late night
my mind and heart know.
our first take
was so long ago
but as I leave the sun city
its for the best that I let it all go.
like most, I associate songs with people, memories, etc. and unfortunately these titles have the most baggage.
luciana Sep 6
the night i let my heart play its course
i was curious
the night with no labels
i was comfortable
the night we celebrated you
i was content
the night you were knocked out
i was chilling
the night where we almost
i was complicated
none of it should have happened
this night restarted a toxic cycle
luciana Sep 6
3 days
until I'm on the road
back to you.
I come
carrying some hope
that "we" are not overdue.
I begin
to remember all
of what we used to do.
the day
finally comes to leave so
I set to depart in a few.
the road
induces me to play
Suncity, a go-to.
passing lanes
under a tangerine sky
wishing you could see it too.
I begin
to notice glimmering
lights out of the blue.
stepping out
little did my heart know
what it would go through.
a feeling
helpless against heartbreak
please, maybe we can start anew...
this does not sound like closure

My soul is an eighty-year-old grandma
Observing the world through spectacles
Smiling with a mouthful of wooden teeth
Listening to an old radio blasting within

She looks like a raisin in her rocking chair
Knitting miles and miles of inner thoughts
As the hands of time keep spinning around
She sits like the Bodhi Tree rich in wisdom

Her spirit confuses reality with the past
I don't hear the funky song of the present
Ghosts swarm around me in my bedroom
Watch me dance to their masquerade 

Do you see them, too?

I wish we lived in the 90's.
Pockets Aug 28
You *******
You are everything
I still think about that summer
We use to get high on Adderall and play Life is Strange
Go to flea malls and never buy a thing
Watch ****** movies, walk around the lake
You were my best friend
No one could take your place
I remember cuddling in the mornings
Not getting out of bed till the afternoon
The light dripping through the windows
Bouncing around the room
You are so beautiful
We were so young
I’ll never forget those moments
Though, those days are long gone
Flame Aug 23
We met on a playground
You challenged me to a race,
I won

The next day
You challenged me again
I still beat you
And that became our thing

Slowly by slowly,
You got faster
And before I knew it,
It was me that was chasing you

At first,
It was

But before I knew it,
It was with everything I had
No matter how much my body wanted to give in
And my mind wanted to stop
I risked everything just to be with you

For some reason
I thought you would slow down
Or at least look for me
The way I always looked for you,
But you didn’t

It was gradual,
So I should have seen it coming,
How each time your stride got longer
And you legs moved quicker
But I was so in love with the beginning
That I stopped thinking about the present and the future
And hoped that we could live in the past

Now we pass each other everyday
You look right through me
I always look back
Hoping you’ll turn around
Because I’m done chasing you,
Or so I say

But I guess that’s wishful thinking
Deep down,
I know
That chasing is for the playground,
A place that we’ve outgrown
Amber K Aug 20
I know we haven't spoken in awhile.
And we each live completely different lives,
but there's some things I've currently realized about you,
that I've just got to get off my chest.
So here it goes...

Thank you.
Thank you for being the only guy who didn't lie to me.
You were honest,
even when it broke my heart.
When you weren't serious about us,
you told me.
When you liked another girl,
you told me.
You never kept any of it a secret.
I saw you as the enemy for a little while.
I saw you as the first boy to break my heart.
But you weren't trying to hurt me.
You couldn't help that I fell for you so fast.
It wasn't your fault that you didn't feel exactly the same.
You were never obligated to feel anything for me.

You were just a teenage boy,
trying to figure out life.

I'm thankful that you broke up with me.
Because the guy after you wasn't so kind.
He broke me in ways I can't even explain.
In ways that you would've never even dreamed of.

Thank you for being a gentleman.
I'm sorry for thinking you were anything other than that.
I hope you are living a full and happy life.
I hope you meet that girl of your dreams.
I hope she's everything you've been searching for and more.

Thank you, again.
For being the only one who broke my heart in the kindest way.
Throwback to high school romance. lol. I'm happily married so obviously I don't feel the same way I use to about this guy. But you never forget your first heart break, and I'm glad he was my first true heartbreak.
Isabella Aug 17
I reread the unkempt scribbles
Of a young author's mind
Full of passion, inspiration
Seeking poems to find

I analyze the structure
Of the words filling the pages
The childish rhyme and rhythm
As ideas broke their cages

I breathe in all the color
Of every naive line
As I try to understand
That these writings once were mine
how long have you been writing?
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