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Terra Lopez Mar 2015
late night rehearsals
jogging in my sleep
most days it feels like
this hard work is worth it
just something i repeat
to myself
when life is a lull
thick vellum around me
Terra Lopez Mar 2015
i stared at a photo of you today
black and white
you were holding a rifle
you looked insane
i wondered what you were thinking
as you stood there
if you had a lover of your own
if you even knew what love was
a bracelet on your right arm tells me
you possibly have
it clung to you properly
as most sentimental things do
Terra Lopez Mar 2015
you
slept
beside me
for some time
young thing next to an younger thing
our bodies amassed
our heads unbowed
you
left
me with questions
i'll never have answered
our hearts tethered
our hearts in passing
you
regret?
that is a question.
i am asking you because i cannot assume another fact
when it comes to you darling
see,
there's nothing left.
so this I wonder
tonight
most nights
if it's something you regret.
and if so, what exactly you will do with that.
Terra Lopez Mar 2015
today i stared at the sky
how could i not?
every cloud a memory of you and i
nothing so riveting as the blank color of blue and pink
you, once so familiar to me
now gone grey
now gone, entirely
i stopped on the side of the road
and mouthed out loud
"look, the sky. it's for you"
as if i held the answers in my hands
here, i'll give them all to you
as we fumble though this life
not knowing what to do
from morning to night
in that moment,
our love and our demise
all made sense to me
i forgave you
and you forgave me
and finally
maybe
there was no guilt left
this time
only hues of clouds
blue and pink
Terra Lopez Feb 2015
I liked it better
When you were a stranger
Some pretty stranger
Who never hurt me
Someone I could stare at
Blindly
Someone I could daydream
Of
Before I knew the sound of your voice
Before I knew the salt of your skin
You were some reverie I liked to sleep in
You were worlds unknown
Never to begin
Terra Lopez Feb 2015
"remember the time we were alone?"

i could never forget
how romance stays
under the tongue
through the lip
between the teeth
all i see
are
memories
of you
and
me
Terra Lopez Feb 2015
look up
i know it's hard sometimes to
but look at how beautiful you are
how strange and unique
how wonderful your mind works
when you do what it is you do
everything you are working towards
is luminous
and every hard day is a day worth keeping up the fight
i bet your mother is so proud of you
i bet your mother thinks of you before she falls asleep
soon i bet all mothers will praise the person that is you
i'm proud of you
i feel like just by simply knowing you
i have been let in on some gorgeous secret
that i hold in my hands
completely overwhelmed
yet grateful
since the day i met you
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