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I'm sorry this isn't love
It's lust
You and I both know it
So get over it
Written: February 9, 2018

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you will never be forgotten.
ever.
your name twisted into metaphors and colors and distractions will forever
be painted across pages and pages of her favorite brand of notebook,
no matter how many she burns
there will always be one she forgot,
and she will only find it once she had almost forgotten you.
she will find the one Papyrus notebook
and all of your metaphors and colors and disractions will come flooding back,
just like how the ocean in your eyes
flooded her heart all those years ago.
 Feb 2018 the unwritten note
Cné
Why is it
the negative things
that are said
to me,
are the things that replay
over again in my head?
 Feb 2018 the unwritten note
B
I think of you at stop signs
looking for you
is like searching for a
gap in the clouds,
under the blanket of night
scattered with ocean sprays
whilst searching down alleyways
lit with fountains of light,
so with a punctured vision
and clothes drenched cold
through a city I don't know
I still search for you
 Feb 2018 the unwritten note
lex
when you typed those words
"we have all the time in the world",
i became so happy
that tears made their way out of me.

i love you.
i love her very much.
I found someone,
I fall for them,
I broke my heart,
and I heal.
For when I fell for the wrong person, almost everytime.

ㅡn.s
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