#heres - Hello Poetry

The idea that something good was only one magic step away. The idea that some things never change, and the hope that some do. The idea that love is hard, but holy **** the reward. The idea that someone's skin can be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, and to touch it is the idea of human comfort. Here's to feelings that we thought were lost, only to be found, and lost again. Here's to the child-like wonder that come from discovering love for the first time in a long time. Here's to the idea of believing in the blonde boy more than I've ever believed in anything. Here's to the idea that it doesn't matter how you get to Sunday, as long as you get there. The idea that the only thing the soul needs at the end of every day is just to laugh. The idea that people can sweep you away, just like a hurricane, the prettiest natural disaster ever seen. Here's to all the secret stolen moments that didn't belong to us in the first place, but we're made ours. Here's to all the nights where the only thing that mattered is the emotion that overwhelmed us. Here's to late night car rides filled with music that was everything to us. Here's to the morning where we weren't fully awake yet, but still found each other's company. Here's to the idea that love would outlive us all. Here's to all the moments where anger should've been squashed and hearts should've healed. Here's to all the harsh words that were never meant. Here's to waking up and finding a way to fall in love all over again, everyday. 2017 was filled with the regret that kindness and understanding did not prevail over everything. But how can you really regret a year filled with the idea of love in the air and feet ***** with adventure. And for 2018, the idea that love comes, and is not required to stay. But we are made of pure Earth with hearts that come from the cosmos, and there are things inside of us that will always outlast time. The idea of giving your heart, completely recklessly, with no abandon, even if it's only just once. The notion that someone will come and when they do, they can have everything and you will hold nothing back.

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC

Anon0617

Here's to 2017

The idea that something good was only one magic step away. The idea that some things never change, and the hope that some do. The idea that love is hard, but holy **** the reward. The idea that someone's skin can be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, and to touch it is the idea of human comfort. Here's to feelings that we thought were lost, only to be found, and lost again. Here's to the child-like wonder that come from discovering love for the first time in a long time. Here's to the idea of believing in the blonde boy more than I've ever believed in anything. Here's to the idea that it doesn't matter how you get to Sunday, as long as you get there. The idea that the only thing the soul needs at the end of every day is just to laugh. The idea that people can sweep you away, just like a hurricane, the prettiest natural disaster ever seen. Here's to all the secret stolen moments that didn't belong to us in the first place, but we're made ours. Here's to all the nights where the only thing that mattered is the emotion that overwhelmed us. Here's to late night car rides filled with music that was everything to us. Here's to the morning where we weren't fully awake yet, but still found each other's company. Here's to the idea that love would outlive us all. Here's to all the moments where anger should've been squashed and hearts should've healed. Here's to all the harsh words that were never meant. Here's to waking up and finding a way to fall in love all over again, everyday. 2017 was filled with the regret that kindness and understanding did not prevail over everything. But how can you really regret a year filled with the idea of love in the air and feet ***** with adventure. And for 2018, the idea that love comes, and is not required to stay. But we are made of pure Earth with hearts that come from the cosmos, and there are things inside of us that will always outlast time. The idea of giving your heart, completely recklessly, with no abandon, even if it's only just once. The notion that someone will come and when they do, they can have everything and you will hold nothing back.

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I’ve met my soulmate A few times now - Maybe more- Only in this life time though I met him once in his past life He spoke Portuguese I only thought in Kiswahili Once I met him when I realized Past and future lives are really just extensions of the one you live presently Once -a few really- Which cause me more sorrow than anything Not at all the confusion past and negative everyone elses said I should have He was a she Because of my soulmate I learned that, “Love at first sight” Is just a literary device Because of my soulmate I learned that, “Happily Every After” Only exist in the land of make believe. © Christopher F. Brown 2017

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Jul 8, 2017

Jul 8, 2017 at 11:17 PM UTC

christopher-f-brown

Heres To Not Thinking About You

I’ve met my soulmate A few times now - Maybe more- Only in this life time though I met him once in his past life He spoke Portuguese I only thought in Kiswahili Once I met him when I realized Past and future lives are really just extensions of the one you live presently Once -a few really- Which cause me more sorrow than anything Not at all the confusion past and negative everyone elses said I should have He was a she Because of my soulmate I learned that, “Love at first sight” Is just a literary device Because of my soulmate I learned that, “Happily Every After” Only exist in the land of make believe. © Christopher F. Brown 2017

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do not fall in love or you will wake up and find yourself having ink on your bedsheets as you try to write their names away. do not fall in love or you will end up screaming confessions to treetops because at least the trees listen. do not fall in love because you'd carve their names on your skin and your toes will bleed on your broken mirror and still think it's poetic, anyway. do not fall in love. you'll end up wandering the streets because your home has a first and last name. do not fall in love or you will fall and fall and fall and fall until you realize those books aren't true. you neither fly nor hit rock bottom. you just continue falling. so please, for the love of god, i'm begging you. do not fall in love. unless it's with me.

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 11:59 PM UTC

kaye

here's a tip

do not fall in love or you will wake up and find yourself having ink on your bedsheets as you try to write their names away. do not fall in love or you will end up screaming confessions to treetops because at least the trees listen. do not fall in love because you'd carve their names on your skin and your toes will bleed on your broken mirror and still think it's poetic, anyway. do not fall in love. you'll end up wandering the streets because your home has a first and last name. do not fall in love or you will fall and fall and fall and fall until you realize those books aren't true. you neither fly nor hit rock bottom. you just continue falling. so please, for the love of god, i'm begging you. do not fall in love. unless it's with me.

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