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i've been wondering what it was like to have words pour from your fingertips like the cup of coffee he's probably pouring for her right now it always had a bitersweet taste to me and so did he the acrid taste was already enough to make me falter and when he came around she stuck her foot in the door and her nose up to me no need for a going away party no need to bereave the death of what could have been i was already reading my eulogy in tears at his mothers house no cliche will ever get close to explaining the sound of my feckless heart shattering no one will ever know how much it hurt to watch as she serpentined herself into my place in his heart so i grab my keys and drive i end up on the side of a backroad with my car turned off and a perfect view of the days darkness creeping in i want to call him and scream at the top of my lungs about how he's trapped me in this secret hell but i know i've already lost him anyways so i get back in my car because i and everyone else knows that wishing on stars hasn't and never will work out for me anyways
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May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 1:02 AM UTC
allij
dont read this
i've been wondering what it was like to have words pour from your fingertips like the cup of coffee he's probably pouring for her right now it always had a bitersweet taste to me and so did he the acrid taste was already enough to make me falter and when he came around she stuck her foot in the door and her nose up to me no need for a going away party no need to bereave the death of what could have been i was already reading my eulogy in tears at his mothers house no cliche will ever get close to explaining the sound of my feckless heart shattering no one will ever know how much it hurt to watch as she serpentined herself into my place in his heart so i grab my keys and drive i end up on the side of a backroad with my car turned off and a perfect view of the days darkness creeping in i want to call him and scream at the top of my lungs about how he's trapped me in this secret hell but i know i've already lost him anyways so i get back in my car because i and everyone else knows that wishing on stars hasn't and never will work out for me anyways
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Hey. Hello. How are you? It's been a while, do you miss me too? How's the lonely nights? How's lying on your bed side crying with all your might? How's looking out the window, up at the sky? How's whiping the tears off your eyes, asking why? How's waking up at night to the nightmare of being alone? How's being disappointed by not having that "good morning" written on your phone? How's going home after work knowing no one will be there? How's knowing now there's no one that'll care? How's the sound of silence when you enter the door? How's knowing that there will be no sweet words, welcomes, and kisses any more? How's sitting on your couch feeling the sting from the remembrance that there is no longer a "we"? How's the painful pins being poked in your chest knowing that it was your bitter words piercing my ears saying you don't want me? Bye. Take care. You're doing just fine. Those are just bittersweet hopes of mine.
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Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
nagilia-melendez
Bitersweet Hopes
Hey. Hello. How are you? It's been a while, do you miss me too? How's the lonely nights? How's lying on your bed side crying with all your might? How's looking out the window, up at the sky? How's whiping the tears off your eyes, asking why? How's waking up at night to the nightmare of being alone? How's being disappointed by not having that "good morning" written on your phone? How's going home after work knowing no one will be there? How's knowing now there's no one that'll care? How's the sound of silence when you enter the door? How's knowing that there will be no sweet words, welcomes, and kisses any more? How's sitting on your couch feeling the sting from the remembrance that there is no longer a "we"? How's the painful pins being poked in your chest knowing that it was your bitter words piercing my ears saying you don't want me? Bye. Take care. You're doing just fine. Those are just bittersweet hopes of mine.
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