01 Friday Sep 2017
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I fell for the wrong guy
Not exactly new
But you are.
You’ve made me want to be soft
Cashmere on your skin.
I’m kind with you.
My best self maybe.
I believe you bring out my best
But you’re not mine to love
You never will be.
But I’ll fall anyway
Into the better me.
15 Tuesday Aug 2017
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English, free verse, freeverse, literature, love, mistress, modern, musings, poetry, sadgirl, wordporn, wordsonwords, Writing
I fucking love you okay?
Do you even know what that’s like
Loving you?
Every moment I have with you
Carries some fucking weight.
A part of me trusts
It can see how we fit
How it can happen
The rest of me despairs
Knowing I’ve met myself
The self that fits the self i am
And I can’t
May not ever
I can just sit
Wait.
Hope.
Maybe one day.
09 Thursday Mar 2017
Posted in poetry
It can’t be
Nothing ever is again
Any tear or contusion
And there’s a difference
Unchangeably so.
One can’t be like the other
One will never be like the other
And while you can repeat it
You can’t recreate the past.
Your current mistakes won’t
Rectify the old ones.
Today’s bandaid can’t heal
Last year’s wound
Same.
It’s not. It can’t be.
One of these
Is not like the other.
