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I'm a girl who can't escape her heart.
I see you in the commercial about soldiers,
and my proud heart aches.
I see you while slipping on my Chucks,
and I smile remembering your style.
I see you when our shows come on,
and I so badly want to snuggle up against you,
sharing the laughs, the suspense, and the cuddles.
My cold limbs search for your warm body,
and the memory of contentment steals my sleep.
I'm a girl who doesn't want to escape you,
no matter how much my heart hurts for you.
I miss telling you how much I love you.
I miss the feel of your touch,
your tongue,
your body in line with mine.
And I'll live with my broken heart;
the pain I wake with each morning,
after finally falling asleep with a tear on my cheek,
because I'm the girl who can't escape her heart.
I can't,
and won't,
and refuse to stop loving you,
no matter how much it hurts,
because you're the one.
--
4/17/2011
I see you in the commercial about soldiers,
and my proud heart aches.
I see you while slipping on my Chucks,
and I smile remembering your style.
I see you when our shows come on,
and I so badly want to snuggle up against you,
sharing the laughs, the suspense, and the cuddles.
My cold limbs search for your warm body,
and the memory of contentment steals my sleep.
I'm a girl who doesn't want to escape you,
no matter how much my heart hurts for you.
I miss telling you how much I love you.
I miss the feel of your touch,
your tongue,
your body in line with mine.
And I'll live with my broken heart;
the pain I wake with each morning,
after finally falling asleep with a tear on my cheek,
because I'm the girl who can't escape her heart.
I can't,
and won't,
and refuse to stop loving you,
no matter how much it hurts,
because you're the one.
--
4/17/2011
Literature
Everything You Borrowed
On Sunday afternoon,
after exiting the church,
you plucked the sun from the sky
and hid it in your palms
so that when I held your hands
they would no longer be cold.
When Monday night arrived
you snatched every single star
and used my tears to make
a necklace.
Tuesday's empty dawn shone
through the cracks of the door--
you stole the promise of what
could never be
and draped it around my shoulders.
After Wednesday's twilight passed,
you grabbed the clouds
and wove a tapestry of lies
that I hung on the walls
of my prison.
Thursday crept through us
on silent tiptoes,
waiting for us to take notice--
instead, we merely waited
for midnight to
Literature
a situation in which i do not survive
i was a lake whipped
into a fever pitch, a localised
hurricane in the wake of something
greater. the world was ending
and i dreamt of you while it was
still turning, a mess of bodies and
kisses. i dreamt of you still
when it ended, a slow dance
of crooked smiles and offshore
eyes. you kept me close and if
i was ever a source of happiness
or preoccupation
or horror
for you, i could let go.
Literature
Dreams of reality
A pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these
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I'll never be the same.
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I like reading these really wide open, raw pieces... It makes the poet that much more real. But I don't like that it tugs at my heart... Maybe 'cause you're so real to me already. 
But...this is lovely, in an aching sorta way. It lets me see inside your gorgeous heart a bit more.
But...this is lovely, in an aching sorta way. It lets me see inside your gorgeous heart a bit more.