A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
M.K. STANDBY
You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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I think the scars that you left me, they remind me you were real.
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The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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Don’t waste your words on me, your face speaks in volumes that your breath could never reach.
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I read that good things take time – but one look at him, and I knew I could never love someone more.
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Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
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Maybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
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Don’t give your heart to a poet – we see stories in a sentence and haunt you with our ink.
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A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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14 days, but I can’t change my sheets. Your scents still marks my pillow – and its all that I have left.
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We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?
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And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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The smell of oak reminds me of summers spent sleeping under canvas, crackling fires and roasted coffee, the soft sound of guitar and voices in unison.
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