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Love Poems

I tell them

of how much I love you.

How I know

we are meant for each other.

The way out hands

seem to fit perfectly together.

Our bodies seem to mold

into a shappe that was orginally one.

How our lips seal to eachother.

Our embraces cure our sadness.

How everytime I look at you

it feels like that day we first met.

My heart skipping beats;

my mind sutmbling.

Aimlessly my eyes wandering your body.

I fell in love,

but I am glass

stained with your love.

From an old building 

that was already falling apart.

I shatter,

because I had a million cracks

and you are just one more.

My heart still skipping;

One beat too many.

When they ask

how you make me feel,

I hate telling them.

You make me feel invisible,

the way you forget me.

I am pathetic.

Weak knees in your sight.

I am your puppy dog,

who cannot do anything without you.

My collar choking me;

you make it hard to breathe

past the endless nights

sobbing untill the sleeping pills kick in.

You make me want to get high,

so I can pretend like I'm ok.

Because my head will be in the clouds,

rather than imagining you.

You make me want to get black out drunk,

so I can wake up

with a good reason to hate myself.

Because I feel pathetic

feeling this way about you.

So I want to be hungover.

My heading pounding;

Alcohols fault,

or yours?

I won't know.

But I'll sleep it off,

or maybe just sleep forever.

I can stop feeling,

just stop feeling anything.

All I feel is pain.

The heartbreak

of being in love with you.

My mental pain

becoming physical,

as I scatch away

any skin you may have touched.

The sting

of air on an open wound.

Taking in oxygen

that just continues to damage

my already wounded heart.

So I stop.

Holding my breath,

waiting.

For what, I do not know.

You?

Love?

Love back? 

Maybe I am waiting for something

you could never give me.

Maybe I met the wrong you.

Breathing Room- Friday August 22, 2014 12:35am

I don't want this anymore

looks like you got your wish

you can be single all you want

find some other bitch

Guess I'm in too deep

I'm too "melodramatic"

I don't want to respond

but it's just automatic.

You want some breathing room

some time to think

All I need is a bowl

and a couple of drinks

I need to take this edge off

to rethink this and refocus

to realize the reality

that there will never be an "us"

All your insecurities

are just pushing me away

tell me is there even a reason

that I should stay?

You tell me I'm interchangeable

like you could easily get over me

God I'm such an idiot

to think we're meant to be.

Time to mature now

time to grow up!

To take a deep step back

and not give a fuck.

You tell me not to be so serious

like this isn't life or death

guess you really don't know me

So I'll no longer waste my breath. 

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