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You have moved on in life. Maybe you fucked up somewhere along the line. Maybe you're still stuck there, maybe you've changed. Maybe you've grown up.
I don't know where you stand, but I know that we look at the same sky every night. Maybe don't count them together, but we do notice them. Individually.
I have no doubt that drifting apart was a good choice. Maybe we would have been trapped if not for that one decision you took.
But maybe I'm just being vague.
This is not a love letter. This is not even a letter, period. I'm acknowledging your actions in a random page I opened to acknowledge my feelings.
I just, sometimes, I hate it when I'm saying something, screaming something, deep in my head, trying to say it out loud, to force the words out of my lips, but they never make it out. Stupid nerves, stupid body.
I wish you could have tried to ask, once, if I wanted to say something. I'm pretty sure you saw it in my eyes. Maybe I wouldn't have said it then, but someday, somewhere, in a different time and place, maybe they would have made it past my lips.
We could've hoped.
But I'm just a stupid girl talking in riddles.
-s.y
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A girl
There was once a girl,
Or you could call her an entity,
For that was all she ever was,
And everything that she'd hoped to be.
Maybe she was trapped in a prison she'd made herself,
And maybe she was too afraid to break out.
We don't know for sure,
We know nothing about her for sure.
She had friends,
Of course she had.
They knew all about her favourite colour,
But they knew nothing of her.
As they say, we can never ask of things we know nothing about.
Her wrists were clear, but pale
Her eyes were brown, but shallow.
She laughed without humor,
She danced without joy.
And she never fell in love again.
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Youth
New
Riding on paper planes,
Unlit cigarettes
They aim to burn the town.
Young
Long drives,
Unknown miles
Gasoline on fire, their souls.
Rage
A scream of victory,
A haunting melody
They cower in the face of death.
Pain
A ghost town,
A frowning clown
They dance around the bonfire.
Misery
How far you can go,
Find the treasure you're looking for
Their smile is a work of art.
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