my hands,
meant to touch your body.
you don’t move at my unexpected touch,
it’s as if your body knew what was coming.
like a missing puzzle piece finding its match.
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puzzle
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peter pan
you began pushing me away,
the moment you made me a choice.
the moment you made me an option
a mere placeholder.
if you truly loved me,
there wouldn’t be any other choice.
I should have been the only option
as you were for me.
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healing
trying to heal
from what hurt me
but can’t seem to stop the bleeding.
hemorrhaging from within.
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movies
my mind travels
making movies
that never came out
but feel so real.but, maybe they were real after all.
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exist
if you didn’t exist,
I swear I would wish for you,
I would make you just as you are
so that I could love you.
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familiar
familiarity breeds contempt.
amplifying only the flaws
the lacking
like a magnifying glass.
the good,
always taken for granted, of course.
specifically within relationships,
especially the one with the person in the mirror.
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wrongdoing
if you do wrong,
it’s okay, just don’t forget
to make the apology
louder than the disrespect ever was.
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guilt
the feeling of guilt
oftentimes an easier emotion fo deal with
than the actual root of the problem.
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toxic
the words I say to myself
are far worse
than any of the words you’ve
ever said to me.
you just said them out loud.
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hungry
white sheets, soft pillows
no clock on the wall, taking my time with you.
my hands firmly on you
gripping you in all the right places
where they belong.
whispering in your mouth
the nasty words you’re starving for.
moving down, exploring every inch.
arms locked around your hips
devouring what is in between
tasting you
darling, your moans are just getting me started.
deeper than words 