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What I would do for you knows no bounds. I’m not the biggest fan of tea, and soup’s not my favorite, but I’d learn to make both, for you, because you are my everything. Whether you’re feeling under the weather or full of life, whether the skies are stormy or clear, I’d brew you a *** of warmth, whatever you need. I’d read your favorite book, no matter how many times it takes to understand why it moves you, and I’d create new stories for you to explore. Even when words fail us, and communication feels strained, I’ll be there with quiet patience, never raising my voice, always holding space for us. I’d buy your favorite candles, their soft glow a reflection of your beauty, and make sure they’re extinguished as you drift into peaceful sleep. I’d take you to your comfort place, whether it’s miles away or simply the comfort of our bedroom on a heavy, wintry day. I’d pore over endless instruction manuals, though probably only after trying and failing without them, just to figure out what you need. If I were lucky enough to see you walk down the aisle toward me one day, tears would fall, knowing my dream came true. I’d teach your daughter that no obstacle is too great, that challenges can be conquered, whether it’s as small as learning to ride a bike or as vast as navigating life itself. I’d spend hours mastering how to drive a manual car just in case I ever get the chance to teach your son. You inspire me to chase my dreams, to grow, to become the very best version of myself. For you, I’d do it all and then some.
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Dec 3, 2024
Dec 3, 2024 at 7:05 AM UTC
There’s Your Answer
What I would do for you knows no bounds. I’m not the biggest fan of tea, and soup’s not my favorite, but I’d learn to make both, for you, because you are my everything. Whether you’re feeling under the weather or full of life, whether the skies are stormy or clear, I’d brew you a *** of warmth, whatever you need. I’d read your favorite book, no matter how many times it takes to understand why it moves you, and I’d create new stories for you to explore. Even when words fail us, and communication feels strained, I’ll be there with quiet patience, never raising my voice, always holding space for us. I’d buy your favorite candles, their soft glow a reflection of your beauty, and make sure they’re extinguished as you drift into peaceful sleep. I’d take you to your comfort place, whether it’s miles away or simply the comfort of our bedroom on a heavy, wintry day. I’d pore over endless instruction manuals, though probably only after trying and failing without them, just to figure out what you need. If I were lucky enough to see you walk down the aisle toward me one day, tears would fall, knowing my dream came true. I’d teach your daughter that no obstacle is too great, that challenges can be conquered, whether it’s as small as learning to ride a bike or as vast as navigating life itself. I’d spend hours mastering how to drive a manual car just in case I ever get the chance to teach your son. You inspire me to chase my dreams, to grow, to become the very best version of myself. For you, I’d do it all and then some.
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she asked for a birthday calendar simplistic in design quite endearing nonetheless to collate each and every important date mark them down in her neatest clearest handwriting she thought that if she hung it in pride of place on the wall by the kitchen door her eye would be drawn to it each time she left the room she would not forget to send the appropriate message of congratulations and many happy returns when needed      or expected; yet although the calendar may coincidentally be showing the correct month it has remained on that page untouched      ignored or      unheeded for the past eleven months
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Jan 30, 2023
Jan 30, 2023 at 10:02 AM UTC
the past eleven months
Emotions tend to turn the tide Our thoughts and dreams are magnified Into just a single life Priorities are often rushed Once committed hard to stop Foresight is incongruous As the route to pass multiplies Such pressures placed upon our kind Consumed inside collective minds
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 7:44 AM UTC
Psyche
Twitterpated, never sated, forever fated- It's all true. Starry eyes, tearful goodbyes, loving sighs- All for you. And in the middle, Pleasant dreams Passion's screams Strange and silly things- A love as deep as the ocean blues. So till tomorrow, And thru the days Your lips I'll crave, Your name I'll praise- Never a single day I'll rue- For true love's pairing Is no red herring, And deeply caring- I live for you.
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May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 10:49 AM UTC
Rush
I am Heaven I am Peace Life Love Fear Hurt Pain Sadness I am Sadistically Committed to Being Peacefully Happy
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Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019 at 4:52 PM UTC
Sadistically Committed to Being Peacefully Happy
You’re drowning yourself, In fear and doubt, But too scared to sink, So you held out one arm, Waiting for someone to reach it, To pull you up, And it hurts to feel, No touch on your cold skin. A tragedy indeed, Ocean of tears, With no boat around, Only your feet, To keep you afloat, A death wish, Partially committed.
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Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 11:47 PM UTC
Tragic sin
You told me, You can't love me because you've lost your commitment. But that's a lie Because you've always been committed Not with me, But to your past lover.
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
Commitment
you, and me, we are, unified souls, simply, united, an unbreakable set, underway, sailing, like ship and sea, this two-way street, you, and me, we are, us. [one].
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 10:02 AM UTC
Committed
I've been searching for the source of these emotions Because jealousy and other things Are typically a result of your own perceptions And it took me awhile to figure it out I lost some blood along this unknown path But then I came upon the answers Because of something my best friend said And now it all makes sense I have always had a problem With investing too much of myself into love I begin identifying too strongly with the relationship And any roadblocks feel as though My entire universe is crashing before me And looking at this one here I've done the exact same thing When we were first together I told you I needed to continue working on myself In order to avoid giving you all of my energy And as soon as I stopped doing that I fell into old habits So it makes sense why I feel entirely crazy these days Why I can consciously recognize that You having another partner isn't the end of my world Because you still love me And I love you undyingly Yet I still had overwhelming negative cognitions That made me feel like dying And now I realize that In order to deal with these feelings I have to focus on me again Recognize that I need to improve myself For myself And then this will get easier Thankfully it already has Because I love you so much more When I'm taking care of myself Because instead of feeling like I have No real choice but to stay It now feels like a beautiful privilege And it truly is
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 5:58 AM UTC
Changing Perspectives
I have a hard time with differentiation Between getting coffee   And let's demolish 3 bottles of wine! Between getting inspired   And let's spend holidays seeing the country in a van! Between getting butterflies   And let's kiss on the face right now! Surely, There must be spectrums I can bisect   Splitting    Platonic Love from Romantic    Sensory from Sensual    And Casual from Committed But they are not immediately apparent to me. Regardless of type All ships must be properly cared for, So I will patch the holes Man the sails, And try not to rock the boats Too terribly hard.
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 8:32 PM UTC
Day 25: Ship
Teeth bit more than they could chew Hands grabbed more than they could hold Shoulders lifted more than they could carry Words mean more than they could've told Legs travelled more than they could run Mind thought more than it could fathom Body gave more than it could afford Heart paid more than it could ransom
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 10:10 AM UTC
Committed
Those who aren't scared of fear Can protect everything dear Hence the reason you hold them near Call 'em dear or baby The picture of a man Or a photo of the perfect lady It's you I choose I accept the concequence of win or lose Putting all my eggs in the basket My nervousness I wish I could mask it Now I laugh at it It's just proof Of the truth of my words So if your a little bit scared It means you are prepared To take that journey To seek that fact You stepped over the line Of no turning back
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Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 2:07 AM UTC
Acceptance
To Taste it Feel It embrace it has set my life to another level you are exotic I am addicted I am committed I am so high head is to the sky I want an apple pie after we done making love I am a dove I fly high above the sky I cannot lie you are my favorite guy By: ZainaMusic
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
Smoke....
I washed her from my pillow-slips. In a white plastic bucket I soaked away her body's breath, and with bleach removed the evidence she had  left. We snatched the time to make our marks with sweat and firm commitments. The stains on stolen sheets proved easier to erase than those she ground into the fabric of my room, I watched as traces of our time together turned the water dark.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:55 PM UTC
On stolen sheets
I'm a player, I'm the best. I've played you, her and the rest. That's what you thought. I proved you wrong when I opened my chest. You saw me with depth, an open heart. You gave me yours. It was open from the start. A heart hurt too many times. You told me you can't take another. A heart held together with vines. This was the tricky part. The first time in my life. I saw a future of treasure. A glimpse of this lady, my wife. I felt safe like I was where I needed to be. I promised my self I'd do you no harm. To cause you pain would be to cut off my own limb. I've been waiting all my life to find someone worthy to commit my life to. So I committed myself to you and you threw me away. You told me honestly what you wanted and needed. I gave it to you and more. But you were after what you had before. Cling to him with guilt. Cling to him till you rott. Cling to him lifelessly. Cling to him lovelessly. Cling to him endlessly. Until one day it all falls apart. You've proven untrustworthy. You've proven betrayal. You've proven sly words. You've used tears to get your way. You've promoted falses so fake. Gemini construct you might break. You've cheated. Me, him and your self from happiness.
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 9:07 PM UTC
Committed
Softness of her nervous slim hands, Ostensibly glad meeting me she was. For so many happy days yet to come, Again not letting differences pop-up, Rosy blush dropping in her cheeks. Yes that makes her look even cuter, Exceptionally cute she is so beautiful, Tomorrow our baby will be even cuter. Ship of combined life we sail in together, On time we'll make it to the destination. Casting bright shadows of ours we tread, Looping circle of happiness we rejoice, Of our feelings we are worshippers, Setting the same destination from different roads, Earning trust, respect, love, sensuality & care as we go on.
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
So Far Yet So Close [Committed Acrostic Collaboration]
When we’re truly betrothed to Him, we can’t help, but divinely succeed; Christ’s not a Man that He should lie and He’s promised to meet our needs. Are we, not more important than birds found about the land, trees and air? Are we better clothed than flowers? Are we committed to Him and His care? Are we not made after God’s image? As His Children, are we responsible, for applying The Word to our lives? Are we spiritually irresponsible? We’re accountable for understanding how to divinely develop and grow. Spiritual progression doesn’t allow us to blindly accept the status quo! The Day of Judgment is still coming. Will you be seen as a goat or sheep? Are you joined to the True Vine or will your soul burn on Hell’s heap? . . . Author Notes Inspired by: Num 23:19; Prov 16:3; Matt 6:25-34, 25:31-46 Learn more about me and my poetry at: http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 9:21 AM UTC
Poem: Committed to Him?
Welcome to my Sunday Night. 12:50 AM Wide awake from the adderall I swallowed to chase my need for achievement 1:03 After Achieving approximately zero of my work I find myself fully indulging In the little teenaged demon on my shoulder. As she encourages The Rapid Fire   of Clicks That lead to your Facebook Page 1:04 I'm paging through photos of your lovers past I Stop and Stare at Her And So begins The Laundry List of comparisons She has a better jawline than mine. Her eyes are browner than mine? Her gaze is Piercing She's so edgy She's so original She's basically Perfect 1:35 At this point I've Paced Approximately 205 Circles Around My Room Listed About 80 Reasons Why she's Better than me Crawled Into a Fetal Position Of Panic Concluded That I could Never Make You as Happy as She Did Wondered How I could have been so Foolish Concocted 37 Schemes for Finding A Way Out Imagined You calling her "Baby" Over and Over and Over and Over Cried Searching for the emotions I'd gambled Like Poker Chips Throwing them all in, as a Sentiment to my Commitment 1:40 I'm Asking Myself 1:41 How would I ever give him what he needed? 1:42 How could I be the Girl he'd end up with? 1:43 Why would I believe that I was right for him? Each minute delivering haymaker Questions, Each more crushing than the last. And as my mind prepared for its Nightly Death I Pause. 1:45 Checking the date that these photos found Origin 1:46 Approximately 3 Years Since it was all over. 3 Years since the last I Love You Post More than 2 Years since The last photo that his eyes Sang Genuine Love Songs. 3 Years that Their hearts had not been beating each others names. 1:47 My Brain drags back The Questions of Before Torturing Me. 1:48 But Suddenly There's a **** inside me My heart is playing defense 1:49 How Could I give him what he wanted? Because my heart beats for the seconds in which your smile resides. Because I'll accept nothing less than what you deserve, sun and stars alike. 1:52 How could I be the girl he'd end up with? Because 3 Years is enough time to refine your tastes. Because I'm in love with you today, and today you kissed me With your eyes closed. Because that smile doesn't belong to her anymore. 1:55 Why would I believe that I was right for him? Because you deserve someone to love you like only I can. Because I am a fighter. I fight for what's right. And every part of me is fighting for us. Because I will not be driven away by shadows that leave as Darkness Descends. I am there in the nights when goosebumps chill. I am there when I can only be felt. I am there to create a smile that can only be heard. Who are you to believe so strongly in a pipe dream? 2:00 I am the hopeless romantic. 2:05 I am the one whose got nothing left to lose.   2:10 I am the one who wears that title as a Badge of Honor. 2:15 I am the one who will fight the world in protection of that tribute. 2:20 With every swipe of my pen in a love letter 2:30 With every kiss fueled like a right hook 2:40 With every second shoving toward making You Happy 2:50 Who are you to claim him "yours"? I'm the one who refuses to get lazy with time. I'm the one who will never say things out of spite. I'm the one who has committed to their joy. 3:00 Who am I? I'm the girl who will show him how to be loved. That's ******* who.
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 3:52 AM UTC
You Are My First Poem After Writer's Block
Welcome to my Sunday Night. 12:50 AM Wide awake from the adderall I swallowed to chase my need for achievement 1:03 After Achieving approximately zero of my work I find myself fully indulging In the little teenaged demon on my shoulder. As she encourages The Rapid Fire   of Clicks That lead to your Facebook Page 1:04 I'm paging through photos of your lovers past I Stop and Stare at Her And So begins The Laundry List of comparisons She has a better jawline than mine. Her eyes are browner than mine? Her gaze is Piercing She's so edgy She's so original She's basically Perfect 1:35 At this point I've Paced Approximately 205 Circles Around My Room Listed About 80 Reasons Why she's Better than me Crawled Into a Fetal Position Of Panic Concluded That I could Never Make You as Happy as She Did Wondered How I could have been so Foolish Concocted 37 Schemes for Finding A Way Out Imagined You calling her "Baby" Over and Over and Over and Over Cried Searching for the emotions I'd gambled Like Poker Chips Throwing them all in, as a Sentiment to my Commitment 1:40 I'm Asking Myself 1:41 How would I ever give him what he needed? 1:42 How could I be the Girl he'd end up with? 1:43 Why would I believe that I was right for him? Each minute delivering haymaker Questions, Each more crushing than the last. And as my mind prepared for its Nightly Death I Pause. 1:45 Checking the date that these photos found Origin 1:46 Approximately 3 Years Since it was all over. 3 Years since the last I Love You Post More than 2 Years since The last photo that his eyes Sang Genuine Love Songs. 3 Years that Their hearts had not been beating each others names. 1:47 My Brain drags back The Questions of Before Torturing Me. 1:48 But Suddenly There's a **** inside me My heart is playing defense 1:49 How Could I give him what he wanted? Because my heart beats for the seconds in which your smile resides. Because I'll accept nothing less than what you deserve, sun and stars alike. 1:52 How could I be the girl he'd end up with? Because 3 Years is enough time to refine your tastes. Because I'm in love with you today, and today you kissed me With your eyes closed. Because that smile doesn't belong to her anymore. 1:55 Why would I believe that I was right for him? Because you deserve someone to love you like only I can. Because I am a fighter. I fight for what's right. And every part of me is fighting for us. Because I will not be driven away by shadows that leave as Darkness Descends. I am there in the nights when goosebumps chill. I am there when I can only be felt. I am there to create a smile that can only be heard. Who are you to believe so strongly in a pipe dream? 2:00 I am the hopeless romantic. 2:05 I am the one whose got nothing left to lose.   2:10 I am the one who wears that title as a Badge of Honor. 2:15 I am the one who will fight the world in protection of that tribute. 2:20 With every swipe of my pen in a love letter 2:30 With every kiss fueled like a right hook 2:40 With every second shoving toward making You Happy 2:50 Who are you to claim him "yours"? I'm the one who refuses to get lazy with time. I'm the one who will never say things out of spite. I'm the one who has committed to their joy. 3:00 Who am I? I'm the girl who will show him how to be loved. That's ******* who.
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He's never there she doesnt care. ashamed they both are it could leave a scar. this made me feel so low so i thought i should just go. like they say in rome there's no place like home. i tried to off myself i felt so responsible but sadly i just ended up in the ******* hospital. crazy place i went where the time well spent went home where nothing changed not even a dent. a year later i had an anniversary ha.. got me needing a nursery. but here i am not giving a **** but still thinking of ways to spent most days. and still thinking of plans to end my demands.
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Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 5:08 AM UTC
Parents...
he found her with a bottle of pills clutched tightly in white knuckled fingers her eyes were fallen shut and he was so tempted to leave her resting peacefully, she looked so beautiful but after a moment (m o m e n t .) he realized that the girl who ran though his mind, chasing butterflies each day h a d   c o m m i t t e d   s u i c i d e . she always spoke about how she wanted to stroke an angel's wings to see if they were truly as soft as they merely appeared. her limp body lay, spread out, her hair spilling over her pillow, anyone else might have believed she was just a sleeping beauty but he knew. a wretched, throat-bleeding scream filled his ears, one so full of agony and heartbreak that he fell to his knees it took him a second of agony to realize the teeth grinding screech was coming from h i s lips.
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 6:22 PM UTC
the day she closed her eyes.
Fear screams for my attention as I walk away   Her bitter heart broken by an ex lover    She took the time to dress up       Just to be put down in a hurry         She gets the seat farthest form my heart because Fear can not afford front row           All she wants is to be looked into her eyes             To be told those beautiful words that hold unconditional truths       She guides me places I could not go alone and fulfills my greatest dreams                  But Fear is the ***** of my appreciation                    The first to greet me into her home and the last to say goodbye                       However I am too scared to commit                         …because Fear just wants to be loved.                Fear’s soul mate is Love but he is in lust with Infatuation
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 6:12 PM UTC
Fear just wants to be Loved
I wrote a poem for my biography to a special person about Adam, I thought you would like to read it. Blue Heart You were 18, so many years in front of you. It felt like a dark eternity, you didn’t want to go. I saw it in your sunken eyes. The vacant stare and sad dark eyes. I saw when you were sitting around the table prom night. So much going around but you were too calm too collected. too inside your mind for us. I knew that blank expression from experience All too well. You screamed for help silent and loud I reached for your hand but you f e   l    l You were poised and calm Broken but full of love. All I wanted to do was help you. you were standing still when the world went on and it did go on, it did, without you. When you were standing there at the edge I wondered about you, all in my head. We were short lived, a friendship that was fast. You came, changed me, then you left. it came and went in a flash. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not cross with you. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no Your color was blue Blue heart, blue veins Blue is the color of our planet from far far away we wore it proud it was all for you, a blue solemn silence. and the world spun fast and all the people hurried fast, real fast and no one ever smiled. You weren’t all there, in that head of yours. dark and empty you were sad but you lived like you would die tomorrow tomorrow came too soon and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Meeting you was bitter you put me through stress, anxiety and heartache you put me through shame and shock All I wanted was you by my side, and you there was not. Meeting you was sweet you gave me smiles and laughs, good music and thoughts you gave me a feeling of friendship and care. All I wanted was you by my side, but you were not there. You were poised and calm, you rubbed off on me. I was hyped and excited you called me “ADHD” You drove an old red beater with water bottles everywhere, with **** in the glove compartment. but you didn’t care. Your drove with sunglasses and the FM radio loud. You drove in silence, thinking no doubt. You loved the sun but you would hike for the shade when we were together you took me away. I didn’t think, I didn’t have nerves. We talked about the world We talked about life You had a life you thought you didn’t deserve. Whoever planted that seed had some **** nerve you wrote like me but I wrote for myself you wrote for us when there’d be nothing else. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not mad. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no When you were gone I read and I read i wanted to know exactly when you felt what you felt. You called me your jav friend you called me your angel You are up there watching over me I yelled and screamed I couldn’t breathe. I shut them out, I cursed at you. I hated you I cried for you I only see you in my head Dreaming once and a while of your smile, of your eyes but they are never dark they are never sad they are never empty The vacant stare is not there. your hair is a giant mess and I freeze that moment right there. You said you were alone you said it was a secret you asked me about my darkest and you told me all your secrets I have never been in that much peace knowing I kept you there It felt like moments when it was hours and you were gone too **** soon. tomorrow came too fast and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Now I wear a band on my wrist and pray for your peace that is all I have left, but you mean so much to me. I hope you are happy, I hope your journey has ended and you found what you wanted My heart was once broken but soon if all this is true it will be mended.
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC
Blue Heart
I wrote a poem for my biography to a special person about Adam, I thought you would like to read it. Blue Heart You were 18, so many years in front of you. It felt like a dark eternity, you didn’t want to go. I saw it in your sunken eyes. The vacant stare and sad dark eyes. I saw when you were sitting around the table prom night. So much going around but you were too calm too collected. too inside your mind for us. I knew that blank expression from experience All too well. You screamed for help silent and loud I reached for your hand but you f e   l    l You were poised and calm Broken but full of love. All I wanted to do was help you. you were standing still when the world went on and it did go on, it did, without you. When you were standing there at the edge I wondered about you, all in my head. We were short lived, a friendship that was fast. You came, changed me, then you left. it came and went in a flash. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not cross with you. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no Your color was blue Blue heart, blue veins Blue is the color of our planet from far far away we wore it proud it was all for you, a blue solemn silence. and the world spun fast and all the people hurried fast, real fast and no one ever smiled. You weren’t all there, in that head of yours. dark and empty you were sad but you lived like you would die tomorrow tomorrow came too soon and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Meeting you was bitter you put me through stress, anxiety and heartache you put me through shame and shock All I wanted was you by my side, and you there was not. Meeting you was sweet you gave me smiles and laughs, good music and thoughts you gave me a feeling of friendship and care. All I wanted was you by my side, but you were not there. You were poised and calm, you rubbed off on me. I was hyped and excited you called me “ADHD” You drove an old red beater with water bottles everywhere, with **** in the glove compartment. but you didn’t care. Your drove with sunglasses and the FM radio loud. You drove in silence, thinking no doubt. You loved the sun but you would hike for the shade when we were together you took me away. I didn’t think, I didn’t have nerves. We talked about the world We talked about life You had a life you thought you didn’t deserve. Whoever planted that seed had some **** nerve you wrote like me but I wrote for myself you wrote for us when there’d be nothing else. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not mad. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no When you were gone I read and I read i wanted to know exactly when you felt what you felt. You called me your jav friend you called me your angel You are up there watching over me I yelled and screamed I couldn’t breathe. I shut them out, I cursed at you. I hated you I cried for you I only see you in my head Dreaming once and a while of your smile, of your eyes but they are never dark they are never sad they are never empty The vacant stare is not there. your hair is a giant mess and I freeze that moment right there. You said you were alone you said it was a secret you asked me about my darkest and you told me all your secrets I have never been in that much peace knowing I kept you there It felt like moments when it was hours and you were gone too **** soon. tomorrow came too fast and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Now I wear a band on my wrist and pray for your peace that is all I have left, but you mean so much to me. I hope you are happy, I hope your journey has ended and you found what you wanted My heart was once broken but soon if all this is true it will be mended.
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I'm an *** of a friend, and I sowwy. Waking you up for my problems, I know. Always bugging you about my insecurities. I swear, wrecking you life's not my goal. I get mad at you when I have dog days. And I'm too shy, to pummel those who talk **** But I swear to you, this is not what I'm trying to do. This is not what you deserve. This is not what you should get. You never whine to me. I don't know how you keep things confined, but ya know, maybe im wrong. Maybe there is no sorrow inside. What I'm trying to say is.. thank you for being there. For holding me up ALLL the time. Thank you and you're the best, I would always offer up, and break you out, if you committed crime
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
Sowwy Letter to My Best Friend Ever