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I say your words: You say mine You hold left: I hold right I bite your shoulder: You bruise my neck I crack - You shatter. » Continue Reading
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Would that be okay with you?
Category: Writing and Poetry
She holds onto me, searching in my eyes. I wonder if it scares her that I stay in my head for too long whenever she asks. It is a sign I take too long when her inner brows start bending upwards and her eyes start filling with worry. “Ask me something specific.” She breaks away with a blink. Her hand slides to m » Continue Reading
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She reminded me that "God" starts with a capital;
Category: Writing and Poetry
I've lost faith years ago, but it was a girl that kissed me on the cheek at church during winter. My spirits have told me to sit down and ponder on the sins I've never committed. She ordered, "Worship me like I worship God." "... god? " I knelt down with my hands sliding down her hips and my eyes pleaded for a drop of her blessing. Yet there she was, silent and cold. » Continue Reading
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Love her like a lover, loved her like a loser: A letter to no one
Category: Writing and Poetry
Perhaps it's a continuous cycle of falling in love and out of love. Somehow, I'm not convinced that one falls out of love entirely. Rather it lessens overtime and isn't particularly overshadowed by stronger love, but it stays in a specific corner of the heart. It exists, somewhere, as a memory one can come back to remember but never return to. Or at least, that's how I feel about it. There are mom... » Continue Reading
Do I love like a dog?
Category: Writing and Poetry
"Do I love like a dog or are you just a lesson to learn?" It's a question I find myself asking more and more often since you left. Questions came in waves and you are nowhere near to surf through with your answers. That is fine. I should tell myself that it is fine - I can wait. I can find myself sitting down, with a collar on my neck, wagging my tail, with that shiny, silver tag you gave me. I ca... » Continue Reading