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somewhere in my heart you came in like a hurricane
shoving everything that stood in your path to the side and i let you because
maybe my friends were just clogging my arteries and
maybe the things i wanted were just going to badden my blood.
the fire that was within you burned holes into my skin
you were the heat atop the flames that made my vision lack tension and i was
blinded--your hands were so much bigger than mine
you embodied a giant and you crushed me like i was a weed
i should have been scared at the fact that you were over a foot taller than me but
someone told me that if you stare a tiger down
they will submit to you
unfortunately, you did not submit to me, but i gave way of my own control and threw caution to the wind
i think of you as analogies in my mind because when i see things
they remind me of you or the way you used to hold me
i see stones sitting in the creek behind my best friend's house and think of your eyes and
i sing songs that never applied to me as much as they do in this moment because of you
they say that your first love will always be like a price tag on your heart
because the next one to walk into your life has to pay for your baggage and
always has to size up to the one who you loved first.
though i may try not to, i will always compare the rest to you
i will still think about you and wonder who made the wrong choices and who was right
and i will never forget the words that you whispered through over 4,000 miles
on nights when you were lonelier than i.
you are the only one who i did not want to be right about.
shoving everything that stood in your path to the side and i let you because
maybe my friends were just clogging my arteries and
maybe the things i wanted were just going to badden my blood.
the fire that was within you burned holes into my skin
you were the heat atop the flames that made my vision lack tension and i was
blinded--your hands were so much bigger than mine
you embodied a giant and you crushed me like i was a weed
i should have been scared at the fact that you were over a foot taller than me but
someone told me that if you stare a tiger down
they will submit to you
unfortunately, you did not submit to me, but i gave way of my own control and threw caution to the wind
i think of you as analogies in my mind because when i see things
they remind me of you or the way you used to hold me
i see stones sitting in the creek behind my best friend's house and think of your eyes and
i sing songs that never applied to me as much as they do in this moment because of you
they say that your first love will always be like a price tag on your heart
because the next one to walk into your life has to pay for your baggage and
always has to size up to the one who you loved first.
though i may try not to, i will always compare the rest to you
i will still think about you and wonder who made the wrong choices and who was right
and i will never forget the words that you whispered through over 4,000 miles
on nights when you were lonelier than i.
you are the only one who i did not want to be right about.
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Her last moments
She's on the roof
Not daring to look down
Her eyes closed
The wind blowing through her hair
Considering
Whether life is worth living
Or not
She thinks about her family
They disowned her
She thinks about her love
He broke her heart
She thinks about her friends
They turned their backs on her
It's no use
And so
With a last breath
With a last smile
She jumped
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what to do when he doesn't say it back
a)
you will give all of yourself to a boy who won't know you at all.
he will recycle your parts, make you stationary, bind you into
paper that he will gift back so you can write poetry about him.
you, too, say i love you quickly.
when he doesn't say it back, evaporate.
b)
he will kiss you in places you didn't know existed.
until him, you were a peasant in your body's palace.
he crowned you princess, broke the lock of your castle's gates.
when he doesn't say it back, load your cannons.
c)
you are a fountain pen.
look him in the eye when you write him letters on your skin.
when he asks to read them, surrender.
you have always be
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give me a reason to stay
I need more from you
than two lips parted;
hungry hands scrabbling
at my sides.
I need your limbs
twined around my
hopes and dreams -
I need your fingers
clutching for my soul.
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just about as selfish as it is to take one's life
i am sick of feeling this way, but not as sick as the doctor tells me i am
© 2014 - 2024 A-Lovely-Anxiety
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This has got to be one of the most impressive poems I have ever had the pleasure of reading on this site. Seriously, you are very talented! ^^ I can somewhat relate to your words here as I had my first love at the age of 20 and even though it was a long distance relationship as he lived in a different country to me I really loved him with all my heart, body and soul. We had two relationships together and even when we weren't together and we were involved with different people we still loved one another secretly because neither of us experienced a connection as strong as that. The heartfelt imagery as well as well as the complex emotions you have included here is really emotionally raw and powerful, and I think you have described the bittersweet passion and pain that a first love can bring a person
This has got to be one of the most impressive poems I have ever had the pleasure of reading on this site. Seriously, you are very talented! ^^ I can somewhat relate to your words here as I had my first love at the age of 20 and even though it was a long distance relationship as he lived in a different country to me I really loved him with all my heart, body and soul. We had two relationships together and even when we weren't together and we were involved with different people we still loved one another secretly because neither of us experienced a connection as strong as that. The heartfelt imagery as well as well as the complex emotions you have included here is really emotionally raw and powerful, and I think you have described the bittersweet passion and pain that a first love can bring a person