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I lie in width and wallow in length. We can die a thousand times and I’d still remember your face. Your name burns with the moon as I transcend. It’ll be a hundred million years and I know we will meet again. You make m…

Some things are exactly how we leave them. Years go by and we long, passion builds, loss extends and we miss forbidden memories. Every once in awhile I long for what used to be instead of what is. I remember how I left …

Your skin was poetry to me. The depth I felt, the way you felt metaphorically. You go deep, but we went deeper. I bend in thoughts of you. Eight years and I still die to think of you. We break in question, we mend in mo…

It was your voice in the eve and the wind against me. The way your words used to caress, how we’d disagree. I reminisce in toxicity because it feels good to feel a dark electricity.

I forgave you, but it took me a long time to forgive myself. We reminisce in reason to create ideas of rebellion. I rebelled against the idea of happiness. When you wallow, it feels hollow, and you follow the thought of…

Becoming older didn’t sadden me. The realization that time actually moves made me sad. Years go by and moments become older. Distance becomes longer. Moments which were yesterday suddenly span decades. I don’t miss myse…

I used to look in the mirror and fall in love with myself more each day. One day that stopped and I didn’t realize it until I started to love myself again.

I like to understand sadness because sometimes I believe it’s the only thing I can comprehend.

In theory, it never worked. Yet I saw us like an unfinished book. Chapters build, metaphors create, words enhance, and in the end it still made no sense.

i lie beside your skin at night the room feels like little white lies to taste your mind, i used to feel you sometimes in the air at night, in my eyes at edge right we echo in thought, a millimeter apart the shadows spe…