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Violet Aug 2021
When the moon cannot swallow your sadness

And the stars cannot shine through your fears

I do hope you look back on me fondly

Realizing it was me all those years

When you are left all by your lonesome

And remember the warmth of my hands

Know that what I gave you was little

But I was giving you all that I had
Violet Nov 2018
And I'll keep curling my hair and wishing you cared and putting my love up for sale in the yard.



I'll keep sitting on my patio and wishing on cloud covered stars and pulling my knees under sweatshirts to make myself as small and unnoticeable as possible.



I'll keep wearing fingerless gloves and falling in love with things that only remind me of your smell your taste your eyes your mouth.



I'll keep getting up 2 hours after my alarm and blinking my dusty eyes as my sweaty palms grip your side of the mattress.



I'll keep doing all the things that make me me while you keep doing the things that make you too.



False alarms and ***** of yarn and self harm and sad guitars can't fill the void you left.



And I ask myself if I can live instead of just exist without you yet.
Violet Nov 2018
The things I didn't think about in the moment. Post demise. We're off limits during this transition. Bumping into things. Chewing at my bottom lip by the frozen foods. I hear the buzzing of the coolers or maybe it's my own brain. Closing time.



My mind has started to remove patches of the memories as my unconscious paints them in a hue of nostalgia. This time, light blue. Glorified. Dignified. I start to lose touch with what actually happened and what I fabricated. My shoe sticks to a piece of gum on the floor.  Starting to lose sight of the reality and the fallacy. A concoction of words and timelines. Somewhere between the frozen peas and carrots. I start to wish I would've cherished you more. Memorized the palm of your hand and the curve of your spine.



I can still hear it. I'm sorry. So many times. Reverb.


"All we are is apologies and endings"


On the kitchen floor now. I stare at the walls now. I leave my door unlocked now. There's nothing I could lose in a break in that you haven't taken.



If you ever come back.



We can wrap ourselves in memories and I can turn off all the lights.



Stare up at the ceiling like we did on all those nights.



Don't have to tell me you'll be over I'd rather you just walk right in.



And tell me that you're here and that you'll never leave again.
Not really sure if this qualifies as poetry or not...
Violet Oct 2018
I think I understood the moment I felt that doubt in my mind


I think I understood when you left me alone here all those nights


I think I understood that i was being blindsided


I think I understood but I tried so hard to hide it


All the red flags waving in my face but i put my blinders on


I guess when you care that much about someone you're already too far gone


And in doing so i get to enjoy the product of my actions


I knew i was setting myself up for a fall but you made a **** good distraction


You filled the void so well and played your part without missing a beat


We put on quite a performance highlighted with passion and deceit


And now the crowd goes wild while the stage we set goes up in flames


After all the bows are taken though it's time to dole out the blame


Make sure we both get our fair share though to be fair there's plenty to go around


An extra helping of guilt wouldn't hurt since we're already going all out


Be sure to get your tickets to the show before it's much too late


A not to be missed performance compellingly morbid, entitled


"Our fate"
Violet Sep 2018
Just called to say I'm alive but I am living in your absence



Just called to say I'm fine and by fine I mean distracted



Distracted by the thought that we were never meant to be



That punch in the gut of a fact hit me this morning at half past three



Cause if we were meant to be then we sure as hell wouldn't be where we are now



Taking everything we had built up and burning it straight to the ground



I wonder if you ever think of me are your dreams splattered with my face



But that implies that I would've meant something to you in the first place



It's ******* how you told me I could call you and talk to you at any old time



Cause this voicemail will go unlistened to even though I can see you're online



It's fine I'll just keep looking for your car, your face, and a sign that you ever cared



Leave a message at the sound of my voice, please pick up I know you're still there
Idc how ****** this is I just felt like getting the pain out...
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Violet Jul 2018
The hardest feelings to process in this process nearly over


No longer am i looking to see if you're looking over my shoulder


The sound of your voice has nearly faded from those age old memories


We can't deny that we had good chemistry though, now can we?


The darkest places I was in is when you'd make your grand appearance


When I was thinking of ending it all your presence acted as interference


But a crutch is all you became in spite of my thinking it was something more


You're probably going about your life while I lose my **** on my living room floor


I did this all for you I hope you know that much is true



But you don't owe me anything if anything I'm indebted to you



  I'll leave a forwarding address below in case you should still care



And I'll keep opening my doors and messages even though I know no one is there
Violet Jul 2018
We ended just as quickly as we started as i recall



The moment i met you, my red hair, your tattoos, grabbing coffee and hoping for fall



I thought we had a chance but chances are I'm probably wrong



I should have listened to my gut saying you were lying all along



But i listened to my heart instead and ended up where i am now



Cutting my skin on the pieces of my shattered heart as it lays on the ground



You can't just block someone and act like what was there had never existed



The fact that you did though tells me from the start this whole thing was twisted



You had only one motive but I stayed devoted hoping someday you would come around



But now that I've lost you completely I'm seeing the signs I ignored somehow



I'm glad that we ended before we got started it leaves me nothing to remember



Except the moment I met you, my red hair, your tattoos on that afternoon in September
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