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I Have No Idea How

09 Saturday Dec 2017

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heartache, Loss, Love, melancholy, romantic

Those years ago
I have no idea
How I opened up
And let her in
No idea how
I let her hurt me
  the way she did
But those holes
In my walls
In my armor
I found them
And sealed them closed
I won’t hurt again
Not like that anyway

Epilogue
The trick is on her though
I kept a piece of her
Trapped inside of me
No matter how far she goes
I’ll have a fragment
Of a love that…
  that shouldn’t have been
    but was
  maybe
    only for a moment
  maybe
    lasting a lifetime
      and into the next

How Much of Me

26 Sunday Feb 2017

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Loss, Love, Poetry

All this talk of borders
And here I am
Desperately trying to figure out
Where your heart ends
And mine begins

How much of me
Is left in you
How much of you
Is lost in me
Once you went away

Survive Me

16 Wednesday Nov 2016

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Loss, Love, Poetry

​You’re stronger than you think
And I know you’ll survive
Even the things
You think that you can’t

But I have to pull away
Because the one thing
That you cannot survive
Is me because of who I am

It isn’t that I doubt your love
Or that there’s any question
About the intensity of mine
Love was never our wall

We were each other’s poison
As much as we ever were the cure
But the scales were never balanced
Always hurting more than healing

Don’t forgive me
Even though you’ll say
There’s nothing to be forgiven
No… don’t forgive me
Survive me

Forever, and Other Lies

12 Wednesday Oct 2016

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Anger, Loss, Love, Poetry

​It feels like forever
Is just another 4-letter word
A curse of promises
That can never come true
Spit from a mouth
That both believes it
And knows it’s not true

An oxymoron
Of faith and lies
Love and loathing
Given and received
Two sides
Of some cursed coin

Her Love Drowns Me

06 Thursday Oct 2016

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

​This love
feels like the crashing waves
at the bottom of a cliff
I stand at the edge
every day looking down
and every night I leap
knowing that I’ll drown
Knowing that tomorrow
I’ll somehow survive

I know this cycle
over… and over again
I can’t help myself
the lure of the tide
crushing down
breaking me
I can’t help myself
I (am in) love (with) her
And I know (hope)
she loves me
in her own way

So here I am
standing again
on this cliff
over looking the sea
I’m in love with her
so I’ll jump once again
and drown once more
just to feel her love
for me.

Love Story… (ours) 

12 Monday Sep 2016

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Love, Poetry

​Words dripping
From eager lips
Professions of love
Lust
Every intimate nuance
In between

Fingers tracing
Each other’s names
In the air
Come here
With your eyes
Locked into mine

I’ll whisper sweetly
Into your waiting ear
The greatest love story
Our lives will ever hold

Lonely Storm

28 Thursday Apr 2016

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

The rain started to fall
Drops fat and heavy
Lightning
Thunder
Playing in the background
The world fell away
And all I could think
Was how much
I wished you
Were there with me

But you weren’t
You never will be
This storm
And every one to come
I’ll be alone
Waiting
To be washed away

Perspectives

27 Sunday Mar 2016

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Loss, Love, Poetry, Sorrow

Perspective is such
    a funny thing
She thought I ran
Never looking back
I thought she pushed
Needing me gone

Maybe
We were both wrong
And neither knew

Maybe
The earth just split
And ripped is apart

Maybe
Life just happened
And hurled us away

Maybe
It doesn’t matter
The results are the same

All I know
Is that here I stand
Cold and alone
At oceans edge
Looking for messages
In bottles that never come

Tonight

02 Tuesday Feb 2016

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Love, Lust, Poetry

Lips that know her name
And ache to know her taste
Hands that know her curves
And ache to make her tremble

Come here my darling
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is yet to be
Today… Tonight is ours

Tangle your fingers into mine
Lay your head upon my chest
Listen softly to a broken heart
That only beats for you tonight

Broken Words

01 Friday Jan 2016

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Love, Sorrow

Broken words
Telling tales
Of broken hearts
Looking for meaning
Buried beneath
All this ache
And still I wonder
Which is worse
Words left unsaid
Or whispers spoken
Still unheard
Does it matter
Love professed
If all they are
Are broken words

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