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 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
Auss
I wage war
That's never been seen before
Is sanity worth fighting for?
I'm not really sure

Insanity?
A calamity?
I call it individuality!

Who is Society
To create this hypocrisy?!?
It seems like such a tragedy
To waste such ingenuity
To dull the creativity
I wanna be able to help you
Without feeling scared
I wanna be able to hug you
Without feeling guilty
I wanna be able to hold you tight
Without getting to close
I wanna be with you

I want to do all these things because
I wanna love you
 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
romane
They say that there are a lot of ways to die;
Smoke a cigarette daily,
You will die ten years early.
Drink alcohol daily,
You will die thirty years early.
Love someone who doesn't love you back,
You will die daily.
The last option is the worst
Yet most effective
The pain is unbearable
You will not even have a choice
But to do the latter
To become numb if you suppose.
Her number again
"It looks bad on paper"
He couldn't leave her out
  Tucked away
He saved her

Who ever she is
   She ran off with his heart
& the knowledge of this
Is tearing mine apart

   She's the one
      That got away
& I'm the runner up
Attempting to mend
    Two broken hearts
Hoping
         Love
   Is enough
You said you needed space once again, so I stepped aside and you put me back in your shelf.
I waited weeks and months to be taken out, but, "give me another week," you said.
And so I waited and I waited, and I cried, and I missed you like crazy.
I was left insomnious.
Eventually, I found my way down, went through the door and you never heard of me again.
I had hoped you would come looking for me... but you never did.
Do you miss me?
Do you miss the way my eyes gleamed when I saw you?
Do you miss laying in bed and talking about life?
Do you miss me making you breakfast?
Do you miss the smell of my strong floral pefume you hated?
Do you miss holding my hand as we ran through the rain?
Do you miss the bed time stories we used to tell each other, although we were too old for them?
Do you miss seeing me smile?
Do you miss hearing my stupid laugh whenever you told those bad jokes?
Do you miss making me blush whenever you gave me a compliment?
Do you miss holding me as I cried during a sad movie?
Do you miss saying ' I Love You  italic '
Do you?
I don't think you do.
(S.K)
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