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“I will miss
my chest exploding
you coming home late
not turning on the light
always waking me up
I will miss
the sudden burst of safety
when you look at me
or hold my hand
or say something like
”let’s go home”
I will miss
the years I lost
on something or someone.
The pieces didn’t fit, shaped wrong
the timing slightly off.
I loved you like I always will.”
―
my chest exploding
you coming home late
not turning on the light
always waking me up
I will miss
the sudden burst of safety
when you look at me
or hold my hand
or say something like
”let’s go home”
I will miss
the years I lost
on something or someone.
The pieces didn’t fit, shaped wrong
the timing slightly off.
I loved you like I always will.”
―
“Like a deep sad note
played beneath the ocean
waving through the orb
the memories of you
the bittersweet echoes
infixed forever in my heart”
―
played beneath the ocean
waving through the orb
the memories of you
the bittersweet echoes
infixed forever in my heart”
―
“We sat beside each other,
with miles and oceans between us.
One of us was drowning,
and the other didn't know how to swim.
So we smiled at each other,
at the funeral of our love.”
―
with miles and oceans between us.
One of us was drowning,
and the other didn't know how to swim.
So we smiled at each other,
at the funeral of our love.”
―
“sometimes i feel more like a house than a person
with the way i decorate my body and my face
to hide damaged walls and empty spaces;
my heart is more like a door with changed locks
because i've made multiple keys for people
who walked all over me with filthy shoes,
people who said they could live here,
but they were just passing through.
i hope my eyes are not windows,
because i fear what the world might see—
all of my flaws and insecurities on display
like a coffee table or some shoddy love seat.
sometimes i swear i left the oven on and forgot
because my mind feels like a smoke detector
with the way my apprehension never calms.
i smell smoke, but i can't see it;
i'm told things are never as bad as i make them,
but every wildfire starts with a spark
and it's easy to burn when you're a house made of straw.”
― melancholia in the milky way
with the way i decorate my body and my face
to hide damaged walls and empty spaces;
my heart is more like a door with changed locks
because i've made multiple keys for people
who walked all over me with filthy shoes,
people who said they could live here,
but they were just passing through.
i hope my eyes are not windows,
because i fear what the world might see—
all of my flaws and insecurities on display
like a coffee table or some shoddy love seat.
sometimes i swear i left the oven on and forgot
because my mind feels like a smoke detector
with the way my apprehension never calms.
i smell smoke, but i can't see it;
i'm told things are never as bad as i make them,
but every wildfire starts with a spark
and it's easy to burn when you're a house made of straw.”
― melancholia in the milky way
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