I miss you, I still do, It’d be weird not to. For once upon a time, I was yours and you were mine, through sparkles and grime.
SHREYA JOSHIWhen words fail, tears well.
More Shreya Joshi Quotes
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Am I killing the kid in me, by strangling my curiosity?
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You act like a cold cold man, frozen beyond repair, hardly uttering any word, action laced demeanor. Yet everything about you, from your ebony eyes, to your dazzling smile, makes me feel warm inside.
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Can you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
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The fiercest battle starts at home.
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Your artful hands, hold my delicate heart, tenderly gaze at it, as if its an art.
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You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
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I felt the warmest on winter drives with you.
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I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.
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To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
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Am I just a overthinking maniac? Or am I the girl that got left behind?
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If this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
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Somedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
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I think I’ve mastered the art, of taming my wild heart, now my heart doesn’t flutter, thinking about you.
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Writers block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
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Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.
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