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No Matter How Far I Get (it isn’t enough)

28 Saturday Feb 2015

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Loss, Love, Poetry

No matter how far
I think I’ve pulled
Myself from you
I realize
It isn’t enough
Thoughts of you
Still echo
Through these
    hollowed veins

No matter how far
You pushed me
Away from you
I realize
It isn’t enough
Your name
Still scratches
Through my
  broken heart

More Goodbyes Than Hellos

27 Friday Feb 2015

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Death, Loss, Poetry

I don’t know if it’s simply
That I’m getting to that age,
Or if it’s how difficult it is
For me to let new people in
But it feels like I am having
Less people coming into
    my life
Than people leaving
    my life
Either through death
Or them simply walking out
There are more exits
Than entrances
And no matter how many times
I have to do it
Saying goodbye
Never get any easier

I Want To Learn

03 Tuesday Feb 2015

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Loss, Love, Poetry

I want to learn
To love you
Without
  breaking me
I want you to learn
To love me
Without
  breaking you
And here I am
Once again
Wanting things
  that can never be
And since
I don’t know how
(and wouldn’t want to)
Stop loving you
  I will be broke
But God how I hope
You stop loving me
And find a way
  to be whole

How Did We Drift (so far away)

28 Wednesday Jan 2015

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Loss, Poetry

How did we drift
So fucking far away
Was it something
  I said
Was it something
  I did
And how sad is it
That I wonder this
For so many people
No longer in my life
How many times
Have I pushed
  someone away
How many times
Have I been pushed
  so far away
How many times
Have I refused
  to let someone in
How many times
Have I been refused
  to be let in
Tell me
How did we drift
So fucking far away

Even Then

16 Friday Jan 2015

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longing, Loss, Love, Poetry

There will come a day
When I breathe
No more
There will come a day
When my heart
Beats no more
And what terrifies me most
About that day
Is that I’m positive
Even then
I won’t be able
To get her
Out from my veins
This ache will follow
From this life
Into the next

The Crash

09 Friday Jan 2015

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Loss, Love, Poetry

We knew it was coming
She warned me
Time and time again
But we do thing anyways
Knowing
  there will be consequences
And so
  this is what it feels like
To crash
I don’t like it
But no matter the pain
It was worth it
And I would do it again

We Were Endings

03 Saturday Jan 2015

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I guess we both knew
We were nothing but endings
Wrapped in ache
But in those moments
When we weren’t focused
On the way we would break
And instead
Simply let ourselves love
Made this pain worth it

Left Behind

19 Friday Dec 2014

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Sometimes
The only way to survive
Is to leave them behind
The ones you love
When loving them
Is killing you
So I understand
If she needs
To leave me behind
Because good knows
I’ve learned in this life
That love
Isn’t always enough
I’ve been
Left behind before
And I guess some day
I’ll be left behind again
But today
Today it hurts
Today
Just let me drown
And tomorrow
Well
Tomorrow I’ll pretend
To be just fine
Tomorrow
I’ll survive
So if that’s what it takes
For her to survive
Is to leave me behind
Then baby
Leave me behind

Love – But It’s Not Enough

14 Sunday Dec 2014

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I loved her
Even when
She didn’t want
To be loved
And that was when
I realized
I loved her the most

But love
It isn’t always enough
This is not
Some fairytale
This is life
Ugly and twisted

And so I love
And it isn’t enough
So I’ll just break softly
Slowly
Till there’s nothing left
But even then
I’ll still love
Her

Without You

06 Saturday Dec 2014

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Loss, Love, Poetry

It sometimes feels like
All my blood’s been drained
And the only thing left
Coursing through my veins
Is your name
And the only thing
Pumping through my heart
Is you

But now that
You’ve faded away
It feels like
The last parts of me
Are faded too

So now
Instead of you
All I have
Are the memories of you
And I’m not sure
That I know how to survive

So slowly I drown
Slowly I suffocate

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