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Aimee C. Hovey

Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Comfortable Curse Patience Time
What an absolute waste land loving you has become. Such a shame, to let it be any less.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Love Shame Wasted Time
How is it possible that only you can stop time when I meet your eyes of green gunshot fire.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Eyes Fire Myself Possible Stop Time Yourself
All those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Afraid Answer End Myself Question Tears
You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Awake Darkness Happiness Impossible Night Yourself
Tell me, please how I’m ever meant to forget these exact words that you said – “you have my heart you stole it and I’m fine with that”
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Break Up Exact Forget Heart Stole Yourself
Put the memories away keep them safe especially the good (they cause the most pain)
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Goodness Memories Pain Safety
Its like you sat back and listened saw everything it would take you learnt how to hurt me perfectly and then could hardly wait.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Hard Hurt Learning Listening Perfection Wait
I miss you now since you were here than you never where. I’d forgotten what its like to watch the world with you and how much you feel like home.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Break Up Feeling Forget Home Missing Yourself
Words lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Comfortable Familiar Page Word
And as I gave up the fight to leave the forever in my heart behind, I made friends within the hellfire beast that will always burn a little too close whilst you remain out of reach.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Burn Fight Forever Friendship Heart Leaving Myself Reach
Maybe the way you seem to feel safe with your arms in mine means I’m not all broken maybe there’s something good inside.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Broken Feeling Goodness Myself Safety Way
You love me some days I’m honestly sure of it. You think I haven’t noticed and I’ll pretend I didn’t. You love me somedays and that’s okay with me.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Day Honesty Love Myself Thinking
Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Blurr Future Reminder
A long time ago I came to realize that no matter where I am no distance I could go can ever make my heart forget you’ve made a home inside my soul.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Distance Forget Heart Home Myself Realization Soul Time
She’s never seemed fragile, or weak. No. Never. Not to me. Her strength, is viking. Her bravery. Her wild. And at night, Helena, she sleeps. With the wolves lovingly at her feet.
AIMEE C. HOVEY

Brave Fragile Herself Sleep Strength Weakness Wild Wolf

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