parts of my soul in words

there are so many colours in her eyes

“i want to write” i whisper,
my voice heavy-
i haven’t written in a month.
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i cant breathe

I saw a peice of writing the other day,
it was along the lines of
“i love you so much i can’t breathe,
so forgive me for leaving,
i just want to breathe again”,

it reminded me of you.
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clawing sadness

sobs sit at the base of my throat
they’re clawing up my neck
I open my mouth and give them space to put up the show they’ve been waiting for but
the second I do they dissappear
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she stares as if I am the most beautiful thing the universe could come up with, but I don’t think she understands,
her smile gives me butterflies and, everytime I see her
all I want to do is give her every stupid part of me
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i cant write magic

there are some people you just can’t write about
not because you don’t love them or want to give them a peice of your soul to hold and understand,
it’s because you’re fucking scared.
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she used to sing

she used to sing to me when my heart needed a break

she hasnt sung to me in a week
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miss missing you

okay but what do I do when I miss missing you
when every inch of my being craves to ache
to ache for the sound of your voice or your soft lips against my cheek or misses missing warmth
I don’t remember what warm feels like
I’ve written poems about warmth
way too many
I probably knew I’d loose it at some point
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i listened to the poem repetition by phil kaye today,
and when he repeated the words
i love you
over and over again
i realized he was right
the words lost meaning to me by the end of it
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flooding light

as we moved
leaving the station again
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