Not being loved.
27 December, 2013
08 December, 2013
Life happens all the time.
For hours on end,
Did the stars weep,
As the moon pulled,
And the tide crashed.
So much was destroyed.
The sun would see,
What remained of all
That he had left
Behind, for another day.
04 December, 2013
The very handsome man.
-They're not that nice ok
-You're blind.
-No, they're not
-You're weird.
-And you're mad
-I've just been in love with you for a very long time.
02 December, 2013
Something to live with.
I wish I was a place you'd visit or a thing you'd do out of curiosity and eagerness and want.
Because I'm not. And I doubt I'd ever be as interesting or enticing as your bright, wonderful life.
You'll be the firework and I'll be the sea, glistening silver in your light, forever the recipient of your afterglow and ashes.
May The Lord forgive me for the strength of me that I vest in you.
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