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They flicker and glisten but shine on the same                              
Every star signed with your name                  
Darling I'm lost in outer space
//On her//
The unanticipated sequel for that same special someone, no longer in my life. Happy birthday, wherever you are.
 Apr 2019 Mia Mcdaniel
Daan
Vroeg
 Apr 2019 Mia Mcdaniel
Daan
Ze deden het al voor de letters,
voor op *** tijd.
Men noemde ze ketters,
het was schijnbaar in strijd
met alles wat ze kenden, wisten,
zonder te weten dat ze zich vergisten.
Zalig de onwetenden
Are you proud of me?
Did I satisfy your needs?
Or did I fail you?
i might kiss someone
i dont know who, when
but i know its coming
and i know youll be watching
because youre too supportive to let a grudge keep you from expressing your love
and ill regret kissing someone
ill see your deep eyes out there in the crowd
trying to appreciate the art through the heartbreak
and ill regret it
stagekissing is hard when hes in the crowd
You are a scar upon my heart,
We grew closer in between
the shadows and beams of light.

Our love also grew within
the dark, never to fade
for it is a strong spark
that grew into a burning blaze.

We are like two stars,
always falling together
always burning across
the same skies, we are
always as one a sun
that never dies.

We are never truly apart
for there’s a string attached
to our hearts, space and time
can never steal our ever
growing spark.

Struggle and strife
only build’s a stronger
foundation for the future
of our lives together.

As one made from two star
crossed lover’s our collision
was epic, and dramatic
leaving reality bruised and
burning brightly as a reminder
of our beginnings.

Forevermore, I love you.

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
I wrote this poem for my love Sean. He has struggled so have I but still we love each other. I will never be alone because I have him feeling the empty spaces in my heart. Through all the struggles our foundation grows stronger.
"Have you ever screamed into the night,
until your throat was raw and dusk left to hide?"

"Never have I ever."

"Have you ever walked the halls with tears streaming down your face?
Well, they might as well have been a mirror,
because of all the people who stared,
bewildered."

"Never have I ever."

"Have you ever lost someone,
and tried to fill the empty void in your soul,
only to lose that person too?

Haven't we all?

Shouldn't we all?"

"Never have I ever." they said; a blunt lie at that.
if our love is a ship
then we are two lovers
lost at sea
bound to sink
in our own demise
We, at various points in life,
draw a line
in the sand.
Marking where we've been,
where we stopped
to never venture forward.
Winds bring change no lines
can withstand. And we draw
them again in defiance.
We eke meaning from this sand
that would otherwise
mean nothing to us. Imparting
our own ideologies
onto an unresponsive medium
as a testament
to ourselves. Our independence.
The sand is most susceptible to change,
shifted constantly
by the sea, our feet,
the wind.
Still, we draw our lines anyway.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. :)
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