eyes glazed
hands beside
we danced upon
like frogs as droplets
with legs clenched
elbows smashedour words were of indifference
a colossal heartache
trembled liquor
kisses that timbered
elbows that quiveredwe were, but only
a moment like query
a run-on sentence
a comma that was simply
unnecessary
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I am not a hopeless romantic. I don’t hope for romance. I don’t really hope for anything. Just me, myself and I and if someone else comes along, that’s fine.
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And sometimes being in love is not enough to make it work.
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I no longer feel him in the air so who knows if he still lingers here.
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he moved
frolicked
danced in the distance
and as his eyes glistened
i wrotehis mouth moves
hands sway aside
they land upon my chest
and he grooves
his heart twirlsscared of the dark
but the sun listened
through mountains
his thighs trembled
shoulders could only handlea heart of never
soul too yellow
stature too mellow
he loved through glasses
craved the mountain
the climb“the taste,” he cried
yet never died
regardless time
his life
just the way he held the knife -
Sure, he might not have been perfect, but if I thought he was, isn’t that all that matters?
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I love you, but there will be a dozen more too.
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I was afraid of falling, but more so of us having futures instead of a future.
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reminiscing
the fists
your grasp
my skin
the touch
our feelings
thoughts
how we loved
without words
just emotions
and air -
Regardless, step back and appreciate how lovely the little things were.
