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unnamed Jan 2018
i’ve always believed hugs to be warm until you refused to meet my eye and everything about you read regret.

we wanted to forget so we hugged,
but the hug itself was made out of apologies spoken from quivering lips,
raw throats throbbing from all the screaming,
and shameful gazes hung above wet cheeks.

our last hug ached when we tore apart.
it ached because it knew as much as we’d like for the adhesion to last,
no amount of layers we apply to the cracks will be enough to keep us together.

i used to always find warmth in your hugs,
but our last hug was ice cold.
unnamed Dec 2017
each droplet a thunderous crater towards the ground,
each splatter aqueous armies that disperses its body across the earth.
water seeps into the grooves and crevices of mother nature
and roots itself within of all forms of life.
unnamed Dec 2017
and you'd think if i knew when those i love you's started to lose meaning
that i could've prevented the end from coming so soon.
i am a tragic hero,
a victim to my avarice for your love.
unnamed Dec 2017
you said you liked going out in the rain.
i liked watching the droplets cascade down your midnight locks,
the smile on your ethereal features as the water melts away all worries.
you are an angel that shines beneath the casted halo,
and i am the fallen.
unnamed Dec 2017
we loved as if we were two eternal souls
intertwined in a knot of fate.
unnamed Dec 2017
bodies intertwined, hearts in sync, lungs filled with contentment.
the tacit promises we made towards our everlasting future
seeps into the dawn of tomorrow's day.
unnamed Dec 2017
rest your heart on the edge of the thread,
tangle it in thin, withering cloth,
and send it traversing through the sundry of takers
with a serpent underneath their tongues.
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