Mine Is Rubbish: White bones I'm stuck with forever →
I wrote my name
upside down
134 times
hoping to get rid of the
way it sounds when
rolled off your tongue.
Somehow I
imagine it’s only
gravity that holds
dust from the past
against
these white bones
I’m stuck with
forever.
And I wonder
why the fuck you keep
sending whales.
I hope you…
My mind is my mind. Don’t judge me for the things I do and don’t do. For the things I like and dislike. My mind is different then yours and everybody else mind. What happens in my mind probably does not happen in yours. Next time try not to control what I like and dislike. What I do or don’t do. It is mine to with as I please.
THERE IS A POLAR BEAR QUICKLY AMBLING TOWARDS ME OH MY HEART
It is that simple little thing said, an done that I remember. It is the way you thought I was the best thing in the world that made my heart soar. It is the way you always made sure I was okay that made me get butterflies. That simple kiss on the cheek or lips made me want to never leave your arms. The way you hugged made me feel safe and secure like nothing would ever be able to touch me. What went wrong? Did you stop loving me? Did you stop caring? Was it something I did? I don’t understand. It has almost been a year an a half for me to come to terms that it is over but I can’t. Don’t you understand I’m not complete anymore. Half of me isn’t there. You have it, did you know that? Probably not, that is okay though. Just know you haven’t lost me. No matter what I will always love you. Might be hidden but it is still there.
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