it was a warm summer night,
the breeze gently kissing their skin
to the distant sound of the ocean.
the stars in symphony with the fire,
their fire,
providing just enough light
to outline her perfect figure.
she sat on him,
their warmth, no match to the dancing flames
as they shuffled between words and kisses.
the simplicity of the moment
lasting long enough to be a memory
being washed away by the ocean…
but permanent is the impression left on the heart.
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fire
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accountability
no time wasted
on meaningless activities,
a mere distraction
leading to uncultivatable behavior.
holding you accountable
to the words your pen bled.
no closure needed,
a burden not for my shoulders to carry.
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denial
I refuse to think
that what we shared wasn’t real.
even if,
the words you whispered to me
during those vulnerable moments
didn’t live up to the actions you took
and the empty promises.
yet… I don’t regret you.
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purity
loving you was more than
the feeling of undeniable connection
in the overwhelming familiarity in your touch.
more than the growing list of emotions,
which quickly became addictive.
it awakened me by the light it created.
a purity I haven’t experienced before
and wondering if I ever will.
loving you changed me
leaving me wondering if you feel the same.
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chess
moving pawns,
without realizing that the clock is ticking.
blunders,
waiting to be made
predetermined on the board.
familiar moves,
focused on the endgame,
smiling.
no moves left, checkmate.
while not surprised,
not the outcome expected.
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happiness
something you can attempt to fabricate
filling your time with niceties,
temporary, is the fulfillment.
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easy with the right person,
in their presence within the mundane.
only then, will it be true.
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conversations
conversations get uncomfortable
if you go looking for something wrong, you’ll find it
when I went looking, is how I am reminded.
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runaway
in this life,
when it’s all said and done,
there are no happy endings.
only pure beginnings followed by remorse.
I’ll give you all I got until there is no more.
runaway from the devil that has a hold of me.
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the final chapter
infinite blank pages,
a lifetime filled with memories
that are yet to come.
the universe writing the imminent
events for the two to feel,
their love story.
however, already partially written
is the final chapter…
“…my last breath in this world will be by your side, loving you, my greatest love…”