Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
M.K. STANDBYWords hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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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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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?
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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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You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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A dishonor greater than any affair, is that of a friend who never was.
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Lies sound so sweet when they are wrapped in velvet, a luxurious deception that charms my restless spirit – and I’m forever taken by beautiful things.
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I feel like I’m on fire, fighting for a moment on respite – I’m not placing bets.
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I sit by the sea wall, willing the waves to stay. Pulling away with gentle abandon – they avenge me for doing the same.
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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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Peace found me in a wordless embrace – in the rising of autumn sun, and the sound of turning pages.
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I’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.
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My thoughts feel like plagiarism – a feeling already felt, the words already written.
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And in the end when the money is gone – will you still stay it was worth it.
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