Time aches- my words break as if they’re the wings of a captured butterfly as if they’re the seconds that keep ticking by as if they’re embers that refuse to ignite.
JESSICA WILDEYou were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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You hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
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Here I am again, chasing shadows, as if I’m peter pan convincing Wendy not to grow up – I’m waiting for you in the between place. Dreaming and never quite awake.
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I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
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What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?
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You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
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My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Misty morning welcomes me as I wander through the trees – calm amidst the chaos of distant memories.
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Those closest to me. Didn’t know the true state of my mentality.
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And the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
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A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
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I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
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Your laughter sounds like a galactic symphony, your eyes shine magic like Saturn’s rings, and your golden hair flares like the sun. I smile as I rock the universe to sleep and sing of stars that twinkle deep within your dreams.
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Cider and candor and cranberry kisses, firelight dancing – lowered inhibitions, our eyes caught up in intimate moments, soaking in these cinnamon-spiced secrets.
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