The problem wasn’t that I loved him more than myself, it was that he loved himself more than I ever could.
May 2015
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I love poetry because it lets me express my love for another more than what is normally perceived.
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freeway to fog
hidden to bits
secret twined kisses
we lift, love
caress two beings
transcend into heavens
touch
our fingers
lying in loaded bullets
a rush
the push to shove
heartbeats aligned
the knees to gut
our sleepless nights
lie side by side
atop a world of mine
the dawn
his heart
my life
a soulmate
us, two beings
an entirety
a universe
one lucifer
another stuck
in reverselucifer
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Read more: “I write to understand why things happened the way they did.” this really inspires me. I am just starting to become comfortable enough to share my writing and work in a public forum, but I’m not comfortable enough to fully identify myself as the author. I don’t know if it’s perfectionism, fear of inadequacy, or the intimate nature of most of the things I write, but I don’t share often. When I read that, it hit me that I not only write to understand, but maybe to be understood as well. Thank you.
Thank you! I was the same way for along time. Whether it’s shit or not – you learn, you grow and no one else’s opinion really matters unless you let it. Fuck ‘em, post it. Identify yourself. You are you.
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embers of our fire
desire of life
the one who seems forgotten
stuck between a life of nothingwe were two beside none
one beside love
a dove and a crow
the words you thought nothing ofwe were, but always
transcended beyond galaxies
he who thought
one who foughtwe were insanity
a memory
the mistaken trouble
only but never
two men who couldn’t find everat any time
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I told him I wrote a few poems about him and he just smiled. Little did he know I meant a few thousand.
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It’s bizarre and truly sad how connected yet disconnected this generation is.
