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lu Jan 2018
I FELL IN LOVE
WITH SOMEONE
TODAY.
I HAVE NEVER MET
THEM NOR TALKED TO THEM
BUT MY HEART
IS CAPTIVATED BY
THE WAY HE WRITES.
I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING  
ABOUT HIM.
IS HE IN A RELATIONSHIP?
IS HE EVEN INTO GIRLS?
WHAT IS HIS FAVORITE COLOR,
AND DOES HE PREFER COFFEE OR TEA?
I KNOW HE WILL READ THIS.
HE READS ALL OF MY WORK.
I KNOW HE WILL LOOK OVER THIS
AND NOT REALIZE I AM WRITING
ABOUT HIM.
BUT IF YOU HAPPEN TO
REALIZE THIS IS FOR
YOU,
PLEASE DON’T BE SCARED
TO LET ME KNOW.
I WILL NEVER HAVE THE GUTS TO SAY
HELLO.
  Jan 2018 lu
Alec
Your voice spools like satin
Do you know that you sound amazingly attractive?
Syllables curling around my ears
Speaking words you find dear.

My heart flutters lightly
If you were here my blush would be unsightly.
Yet it’s not ****** at all
Instead to sleep I’m lulled.

Just a chapter
If i was a cat i would gladly purr
Curled up with you
Stealing your warmth to escape the gloom.

You’re busy reading out loud to me
The stars in my eyes go unseen
The scenes in my head
So much more vivid than if i had read instead.

I want to read with you
To fall asleep to your voices serene tune
Cuddle myself safe within entangled limbs
Through the sea of soft syllables i swim

The words twirl down from your lips
An ambrosia i happily sip
I lose myself in your voice
But i refuse to leave you, my smartest choice.
lu Jan 2018
I AM SICK OF
WAITING FOR SOMEONE
TO LOVE ME
LIKE I WANT TO BE
LOVED.
MY HEART IS ACHING
FOR SOMEONE TO FILL THIS
E M P T I N E S S
I NOW POSSESS
BECAUSE I LOVED SOMEONE
WHO DIDN'T LOVE ME
BACK.
lu Jan 2018
HE IS LIVING HIS DREAM
WHILE HE IS MINE
AND EVEN THOUGH
MORE THAN ANYTHING
I WANT TO BE HIS DREAM
TOO,
I KNOW THAT I AM
NOT.
SO HERE I REST,
WAITING FOR SOMEONE
TO LOVE ME
LIKE I LOVE
HIM.
lu Jan 2018
YOU TOUCHED MY HEART,
BUT YOU LOVED HERS.
NOW TELL ME HOW IS THAT FAIR?
YOU TOLD ME WE WERE IN LOVE
BUT WAS LOVE EVEN THERE?
I WAITED FOR YOU FOR SO LONG
NOW I SEE THE TRUTH.
I WISH I DIDNT WASTE MY
TIME HERE WITH YOU.
I GUESS I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
WHEN YOU TOLD ME WE WERE THROUGH
BUT WHEN YOUR LIPS
TOUCHED MINE,
I FELT LIKE I WAS
FLYING. AND FOR ONCE
I DIDNT HAVE THE
WANT OF DYING.
YOU WERE MY ONE AND ONLY
SAVIOR,
BUT IT’S FUNNY HOW QUICKLY
THINGS CHANGE.
INSTEAD OF BEING THE
ONE WHO MAKES MY HEART BEAT,
YOU WERE THE ONE THAT MADE IT
WANT TO
STOP.
  Nov 2017 lu
Alex J
Nights are filled with endless weeps,
endless cries.
Nights are filled with broken hearts,
broken ties.
Nights are filled with happy faces,
small goodbyes.

Every night is different
Yet every night's the same.
its my first poem please don't hate
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