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I know you so well,
when something is wrong
I easily can tell
the way you stare
the way you speak
your tone
your eyes
tiny details
I'm seeing it big
so when you told me you don't love me that way
I believe it's true
for I know you so well
and now
I wish I never did
 May 2018 the unwritten note
mumu
She was the fairest of them all.
After she ran away from the ******, queen's brother
She found the seven dwarfs, took care of her
But they want her eyes, so their neck, she sliced
Stabbed the old woman who gave her apple
Now in her hands are rope
Place it on the prince's neck and *****
Tounge tying his lips on her dummy's course
She found it so gross!
She's Snow White, not pure at all
But still, she is the fairest of them all.
maybe you're never going to have a fairy-tale ending;
maybe your dreams of stained-glass windows will shatter before they can fully form;
but i promise you that you'll be happy.
someday you will find that person you've been waiting for,
that person who fills up the cracks you didn't know you had,
you'll drink good drinks and eat good food,
you'll laugh the laughs you weren't always sure that you deserved.
i know you've been hurt
and you've given hurt
but that doesn't exempt you from a happy ending.
maybe it won't be the kind you thought you wanted,
but life, my darling, is sometimes so much better than dreams.
 May 2018 the unwritten note
abby
We are the ones who are hard to understand
We'll be the last ones in the movie theatre
because the ending scene made us cry
We'll stop to smell the roses
because they deserve to be appreciated
We are the ones who will take the time
to learn what keeps you up at night
We are the ones who will imagine
an entire future of adventures
with the people who show us love

We are the ones who will love you more
than we love ourselves
We will give you our strongest parts
in hopes that we can make things better
We desire to see you become the best you
to make sure that you always feel our love
We crave affection and appreciation
We give a piece of ourselves away every day
sometimes to people who don't deserve it
Our love is easy to take advantage of
and sometimes we don't get back
the love that we give away

When we hurt, we crumble and fall apart
We constantly have to put ourselves back together
We are more fragile than we like to give off
We carry our emotions on our sleeves
Our flaws have the ability to consume us
We aren't afraid to give you the world
but we are afraid to feel unloved
We want you to see what we see
We want you to understand where we're coming from

We are good people with good intentions
We are stronger than we believe
Not everyone can feel the way we feel
We feel too much, too often
We are not hard to love
We are something not everyone knows how to love
But you need to remember that
your worth does not change just because
no one is there to appreciate you, to remind you

You are not any less lovable
You are the most lovable person in the world
You are a light that the world needs
Your kindness is not your weakness
You do not need to change for anyone's acceptance
You do not need to stop giving love
just because you don't get any back
Your heart is the best thing about you

And one day when you least expect it
someone will notice you from across the room
and know exactly how to love you
They will think all of these things are beautiful
They will deserve the love you can give
They will fill the empty space in your heart
But for now, don't stop feeling
We are the ones who feel everything so deeply
We are the ones who can't give up because
We are the ones who will teach the world
how to love
We are exactly who we are supposed to be
loving someone
does not stop
at the pain
they caused you,
or the pain
you caused them.

it exists somewhere
deep within the mind
between suffering and forgiveness -
because forgiveness IS love,
and that sliver will always remain.
not a real poem by my standards just a piece i've been resting on for a while now

I always have love for the people who were there for me and taught me the lessons I need. I will always have love for anyone who's showed me some, and I will never hate anyone who's ever been themselves to me - those are the truest most soulful people.

I hope one day they see that, and get that I do have love for them, and could never hate them and all the parts of me I gave. I could never hate myself for the parts of me that they gave to me - can't hate myself for the person they helped raise in character, lesson, and love.
I know my texts don't excite you anymore,
But you are polite enough to reply it anyway
And if I call you, you'll receive it too
But I know you cringe when you hear my voice
Just for the night , you needed me
Just for that one night
The night's already over
But I m not over you yet

I remember everything, so clearly in my head
How beautifully you sang, & I sang along with you
How you made me laugh, laugh & laugh so hard
How you held my hands & we tried to dance
How your lips blew life to my cold and dry spirit
How the butterflies in my stomach fluttered
How my cheeks turned crimson and I looked away
But you kept on staring at me
Like  you wanted to fall in love...

I did not undress my body that night,
I undressed my soul
I put it right in front you
Just in its purest form
I let you see me,
See all my imperfections
I told you all my fears,
The secrets I hid inside,
I thought this is it,
This is what I had been looking for,
My soul was happy
And thought it had found "THE ONE"

Little did I know, it was only for the night
Just for that one night
So tell me who do I blame?
Blame you for setting up my hopes high
Or blame me for believing the truth like lie
Or should I just blame the night?
The night for lasting just awhile.......
 Apr 2018 the unwritten note
Lily
I could write a book,
dedicated to all the bittersweet.

On the first page,
I would write your name;
tear it out, and start over.

I could devote pages upon pages,
to the love I felt
and left for good.

but I owe it not to you,
not to the love,
nor the story;

but to the change of heart,
the ache,
the turning away.
 Apr 2018 the unwritten note
XPY
She had galaxies
In her eyes
And her tears
Were falling stars.
© XPY 2018
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