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You Might Read ThisI say,
"I miss you,"
when I mean,
"I love you;"
I don't know
and partly because those three words terrify me more than any other mistake I have previously made.
Bits of Nothing 156I've never got over the monsters under my bed
or the darkness that surrounds it
or the images my mind makes to occupy the blind spots in my vision
but I'm over you because nothing real frightens me anymore.
I Will Not Tell LiesAfter the fifth beer
she would always
start to speak truths
and they said,
'You shouldn't drink beer,'
but they meant
'You shouldn't speak truths,'
and they would watch her slowly refill her glass.
Bits of Nothing 85I honestly can't remember ever having a week as happy as the one I've just had
and you didn't start being in my life again until the seventh day.
I've come to a very important realisation:
I don't need you
I want you
and there is a beautiful and comforting difference between those two statements.
Still Not Ready to Give ThingsSome people fall in love at a finger-click
and their hearts matter
but some people don't
and I can't help thinking their hearts matter a little bit more.
Bits of Nothing 153I don't like cities and I don't like trains
but I like travelling.
I like people in text form
because I can switch them off or put them away if it gets too much.
I wish I could close my eyes and melt and be wherever I want to be
and I can
but when I open them I find I haven't moved.
I want to buy a boat
but not a big boat because big boats are scary.
(How do they stay above the water?)
I want a kayak
with two seats
because I'm not strong enough to row against the current on my own
(I'm working on it)
but I don't want to steer
I just want to drift
and I need to know there's someone there who can bring us back to shore.
I wouldn't even if I had the strength
because I'm far too attracted to the idea of drifting forever.
By the time I realise I'm just a tiny canoe on an unending sea it might be too late
and death by drowning is what my second seat is there to save me from.
Bits of Nothing 152I want to meet someone who loves the idea of a girl who scribbles bits of nothing on scraps of paper with highlighter pens.
I want to meet someone who sees beauty in the awkward angles of my limbs.
I want to meet someone who notices that my gaze always falls a little lower than everyone else's eyes, and that when I raise them it means I'm really passionate about something.
I want to meet someone who isn't ashamed of being quiet when they don't have anything to say.
Most of all, I want all of these qualities not to belong to the same person otherwise they would be too perfect and I wouldn't know what to do with myself.
I want to meet someone who isn't in love with the idea of being in love.
The tenderness that's herWith every word written, with every word spoken
I try my best to express myself, without it being broken
For what I feel is deep in my heart, is love that I want to be showing
Every day it develops, every day I feel more loving
Is the tenderness of passion, which I’ve never felt before
A feeling that I got from a girl who I truly adore
Beautiful as a rose and gentle as a peaceful dove
My heart gets filled with warmth, a feeling I describe as love
She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve seen, that’s as simple as I can be
So very cute and filled with joy, she’s the only girl who I want to see
Her adorable smile that always cheers me up, she’s the only one I need
She’s everything I ever wanted, I thank god that he gave her to me
Under DreadThe winter, the whole winter
is sitting on my head, nesting its fingers
in the little hairs over my ears.
Its friend, the great and unnamed doubt,
is leaning against my collarbone
in a most familiar fashion,
and I fall in and out of balance
I have a beauty waiting, warm, willing
on speed dial, but the phone--
where did I leave the phone again?
Beauty is as elusive as
the car keys, which, I swear,
were just in that pocket. I
had my hand on them. The whole winter
keeps coursing its little nails
up and down my neck and taking
all my breath away.
There was a dream I had that
I almost remember, almost remember better
than living yesterday, a dream
of gooey loss, a taffy sorrow that loomed,
loomed, loomed, you see? It was so real,
I just had it.
Love LetterYou are re-creating the word love for me
I have never felt anything in my heart so deep
I'm so in love that I'll never be the same
I just want to be with you every single day
You have touched my heart in many different ways
And now from my heart you'll never go away
I feel so warm every time you're here,
I feel so cold whenever you disappear
Though it feels like you are already mine
Who knows if that's real, who know if it's a lie?
I just think about you every single time
Every time I write, and when I close my eyes
But I'm just waiting for that special day
For when you finally say, yes
I'm left with hope.I know it happened once, but it left me scarred
I won't give up, but I'm still afraid
But I will be brave, I just hope it won't happen again
Because I'm not sure I'll be able to handle the pain
It feels like all I can do is hope, for the best days.
Unexplainable feelingThis cryptic feeling that I’m feeling inside
I don’t know its meaning but it has caught my eyes
I’ve only felt it once, but it’s been made very clear
That since the first time I met you I’ve hold you dear
And it’s so vivid; it’s strange but also great
It’s close to unexplainable, and gentle as a dove
But only few, barely anyone could relate
That the best of her is that she showed me love
InfinityMy soul is set on perfect,
Engulfed by your embrace.
My heart stood next to frozen,
Softened by your finger's trace.
By the way you breathe.
Is the love you weave.
Forever's closing in;
And soon we'll be,
My skin is set on passion,
Excited by your touch.
Maybe I'm too dramatic.
Maybe I think too much.
By your simple grin.
I'm bounded by,
The love within.
Forever's closing in;
And soon we'll be,
He Hurt YouYou look at him
You feel sick
You wanna hate him but can't
You feel hate
& love towards him
But he hurt you
You wanna hug & kiss him
Yet you wanna punch & break him
Like he did to you
You wanna put your hand through his hair like you used too
You wanna kiss those cute lips
Its not the same
He hurt you
ariseToday the raindrops taste spicy
how I've missed them.
I've a bad case of wanderlust
And a silver sonnet skyfever,
and I want to be spinning like a planet in orbit.
The blue winterblush tiptoes onto my cheekbones
and I realize:
I cried for you.Last night I cried about you.
I cried for you.
Wishing I was next to you.
This love we share is different then most.
We survive on true connection.
While we yet have to feel each other's touch.
But I can't stand this pain of not having you near me.
I promise not to leave you & I know you won't leave me.
I just can't stand being alone & I know if you were here you would help come save me.
After each call.
After each text.
You'll be there beside me.
Now all I can do is imagine.
But now I'm afraid.
I'm starting to lose faith & hope.
I won't give up I promise you that, but right now I just don't know.
Counting ScarsI think the reason you think that you didn't do anything wrong is because you didn't.
You just broke my heart a little bit, each day.
There was no big scandal,
no dramatic break up.
Just a lot of misunderstandings
and blind, blind stabs in the dark.
I know you think that you didn't do anything wrong;
The trouble is, you didn't do anything right either.
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