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    A Beautiful Composition of Broken

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      and i felt myself

      slipping away

      while chasing after you

      with the absence of you.

      apparently i never needed you

      i know this now

      as i found everything i wanted

      without you here

      you, a delight.

      you are an unforgettable moment

      a lifetime of delight

      don’t let them fool you into thinking

      that your presence means nothing

      don’t let them fool you into thinking

      that somehow you’re ordinary

      Dahlia.

      i haven’t spoken to my mother

      in such a long time

      so long, that pieces of me

      have begun to fade

      into everything we used to be

      and everything i used to feel

      becomes lost with time

      too long, the distance.

      it takes us too long

      to figure out that love

      doesn’t have to hurt

      and the love we give

      is too precious to be given away

      to someone who refuses

      to give it back

      remember before.

      who were you

      before sadness overran your heart

      i hope you remember

      what it felt like to be happy

      on your own, within.

      find your calm

      reclaim your peace

      re-create the love

      you couldn’t find in others

      become it.

      the only one worthy of you

      is you

      in this moment

      you only need yourself

      become the love

      that they refused to share with you

      be loud, no silence.

      find your strength

      find the courage

      reclaim your voice

      and say what you need

      to say

      do not be silent

      be loud

      be unapologetic

      be entirely you

      without regret

      distancing a memory.

      every day since we ended

      i’ve developed new ways

      to push you further

      from my memory

      i want you out

      of my mind

      as i recall.

      a strong memory

      is the destroyer

      of the heart

      starlit.

      count the stars

      that live within yourself

      you’re brighter than you know

      :09.

      loving you drained my spirit

      :11.

      do it

      on your own

      do it

      for yourself

      do it

      at your own pace

      :14.

      i know too much

      and say too little

      while screaming

      on the inside

      fin, love.

      we ended

      i was never yours

      to have, to hold

      to keep

      mind, the enemy.

      i struggled to forget

      but you’ve forgotten me already

      read, lover.

      books stained with the tears

      of the reader with the broken heart

      books held tight

      like lovers in the dark

      sometimes all you have are the words

      sometimes all that’s left

      are the books

      text ignored, no response I.

      please

      text me back

      are you

      still mad

      say something

      if not anything else

      tell me what to do

      i’ll do better

      i can be better

      help me understand

      can i have another chance

      submerged, fighting.

      i’m here

      in the deep end

      struggling to save myself

      while you watch me drown

      text ignored, no response II.

      please don’t leave me

      i get it now, i understand

      i still need you

      we were happy

      i don’t know what changed

      are you there

      are you listening

      don’t shut me out

      fade into shadows.

      we were happy once

      the sun shined its light

      on us, together

      but the love faded

      into the shadows of the sunset

      and here we are

      filled with nothing

      showing shades of emptiness

      a void no longer filled

      with love and respect

      strangers again, again.

      we started as strangers

      we ended that way

      sometimes the beginning

      is the same as the ending

      my response I.

      fuck the writers

      who write irrelevant things

      about me

      because they’re incapable

      of writing anything as relevant

      as what i’ve written

      my response II.

      fuck the writers

      who gang up to accuse

      or abuse the authors

      who achieve more than

      they ever will

      or ever thought possible

      my response III.

      may your hatred become a shovel

      that digs your own grave

      my hope is that you rest in peace

      with the hateful words you spewed

      directly or indirectly

      these words, this book

      in memory of all the people

      who dislike me

      or others like me

      a funeral held for those

      who will soon be forgotten

      buried beneath my words

      buried beneath my success

      no longer.

      after begging for a truth

      that has been kept from you

      emotional exhaustion sets in

      you’ve been strong but now

      you’re tired of being lied to

      you’re tired of being denied

      the respect that you’ve fought for

      while fighting for a space in their life

      the begging and pleading

      is replaced with the silence of anger

      the silence of resentment

      the silence that seems the loudest

      as your refusal to speak

      screams of your disappointment

      and your newfound commitment

      to yourself

      a silent declaration of the desire

      to now detach your heart

      from the heart that hurts you

      after demanding the truth for so long

      you’ve reached your breaking point

      untold tale.

      sometimes i wish

      i could take my secrets back

      i hate the fact that you know me

      in ways you didn’t deserve

      aching.

      it hurts

      the pain of feeling nothing

      the realization that being numb

      is best

      it hurts because

      i’d like to feel again

      but i’m afraid of feeling for

      the wrong person


      a quiet expression.

      the silence tells me everything

      a wordless expression

      a quiet resentment and regret

      you can almost hear everything

      that isn’t being said

      a nonexistent us.

      i am becoming less afraid

      of a reality that isn’t centered around us

      i am becoming more accepting

      of a life lived without you

      blurred self.

      all of this

      all of that

      all of me

      but it was

      never enough

      the pursuit of you

      destroyed my self-esteem

      a teen spirit.

      i want to slow dance to Nirvana

      with you, love

      agonize.

      we search for something

      to take the pain away

      but what we find is someone

      who causes more pain

      a wishing well.

      i really wish you well

      i hope things get better for you

      i hope you change your ways

      i don’t wish the pain you caused me

      on anyone else

      and so i hope your heart learns

      to feel love in its purest form

      because if it doesn’t

      you’ll miss out on something real

      just as you missed out on being

      with me

      potion.

      she refused to be anyone’s cup of tea

      she was more so the finest glass of whiskey

      vex.

      it’s fucked up

      because the people

      who break you

      are always okay

      while you’re in pain

      discern, you.

      your smile breaks my heart

      because it’s not real

      and as much as i care

      there’s nothing i can do

      to help but give you these words

      in hopes of letting you know

      that you’re not alone

      i see you . . .

      comrade.

      you are your own best friend

      don’t abandon yourself

      become everything you need

      retain.

      so many men know

      what it takes to make

      a woman fall in love

      but most of them

      can’t comprehend what it takes

      to keep a woman in love

      not adequate.

      you were only good

      at pretending to be

      what i wanted

      but you were never

      good enough for me

      looking glass.

      sometimes everything you’re looking for

      hides within your own reflection

      it’s time to start looking for you

      it’s time to start looking for yourself

      tussle.

      i know you can do this

      if you can’t be strong

      be brave, keep fighting

      a sturdy heart.

      and if on this day

      all you did was smile

      even while you wanted

      to break down

      be proud of yourself

      for standing

      while wanting to fall

      factual.

      a man who loves you

      will not force you to compromise

      your emotional well-being

      or the health of your heart

      campaign.

      women are warriors

      without physical weapons

      the way they use their minds

      to conquer whatever attempts

      to break them

      March 25th.

      it’ll happen

      you’ll either entertain

      or fall for someone

      who made you feel as if

      they were the one

      it happens often

      you meet a person

      you get to know them

      feelings begin to surge throughout your heart

      and you start to imagine

      a future with that person

      it happens to the best of us

      things begin to change

      that feeling of security

      begins to fade

      as that relationship goes on

      you find yourself fighting

      to stay afloat on a boat

      that is slowly sinking

      you plug those holes with denial

      you plug those holes with lies

      telling yourself it’s okay

      you make excuses

      for the way that person treats you

      you start to lose yourself

      because you’re more concerned

      with keeping a person that appears

      to no longer care about keeping you

      March 26th.

      when you go back to someone

      who mistreated you

      you’re cheating yourself

      out of an opportunity

      to be with someone

      who will always consider your feelings

      her silence, a sign.

      sometimes a woman’s silence

      serves as proof that she no longer

      gives a fuck

      and you’re no longer worth

      her energy

      more, most.

      you deserve the deepest

      most sincere form of pleasure

      December 27th.

      i’m beginning to wake up

      love is blind at times

      but time also has a way

      of waking us up to the bullshit

      that often attaches itself

      to loving someone who can’t provide

      the same level of love

      we express

      we often settle

      failing to realize

      that there exists someone

      capable of reflecting

      the same level of love

      we give them

      January 1st.

      loving the wrong person

      provides a lesson

      in what to look for

      as far as warning signs

      within your future relationships

      January 1st, 8:55 p.m.

      it’s amazingly sad

      when someone fails to understand

      how much you truly care for them

      but you can’t hold on to that pain

      one day they’ll look back

      with so many regrets

      and you’ll be with the one

      who loves you back

      you’ll be with someone

      who would fight to keep you

      January 4th, 5:43 p.m.

      my heart is open once more

      after being closed

      while with someone

      who promised to keep it safe

      time alters what’s familiar

      people change

      you never see it coming

      hesitant to love again

      but again my heart is open

      you’ve felt what i felt

      so let us fall together

      and i’ll help you fix

      what he has broken

      January 7th, 8:49 p.m.

      before i get the chance

      to place my hands on your skin

      i’d first like the opportunity

      for our souls to collide

      our minds to be fully stimulated

      and our hearts to be in sync

      this is the
    way i’d like to love you

      January 7th, 8:26 a.m.

      on this morning

      i feel at ease

      the stress has gone

      i can’t truly explain what i feel

      at this very moment

      but it’s a feeling that has escaped me

      for far too long

      i’m okay

      on a path to being happy again

      8:39:52 p.m.

      i’d love every part of you

      if you allowed it

      inside and out

      5:27:15 p.m.

      and the silence is all you have

      to offer to those

      you no longer give a fuck about

      4:23:08 p.m.

      what i desire more than anything

      is a relationship with someone

      who doesn’t mind the idea

      of spending a lifetime with one person

      7:52:20 p.m.

      i couldn’t help myself

     


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