ledlights2

[ledlights2]

I saw it! I swear I did.

It was in his eyes.

I caught a glimpse of the Behind.

It was dark and dusty.

I couldn’t make it out exactly

but he cracked a window for me

so the damp air could pour in

and I could hear the echoing patter of the rain clearer.

But he closed it and pulled the yellow blinds shut

after he felt the cold fill the house.

But I saw it. And it scared me.

Rain can’t kill but,

it can wash away beauty within seconds.

You must believe me.

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[ledlights2]

Being in love felt warm and humid like hugging warm bread.

I can see how some people would see that as suffocating.

Being single is like being adrift at sea with a small paddle.

I can see how some people would see that as freeing.

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It’s that part in the movie

where the character flippantly says to the man, “yeah fine. just take it and go,” while she holds it out.

But when the man goes to casually take it, the girl’s grip on it surprises him and jolts him backward.

They look at each other and he can see the blank pain in her eyes.

he tries to rip it from her grasp but she just holds tighter until her knuckles turn white.

tears start welling up in her eyes as he yanks it with full force.

This time, it’s enough to pull away.

He stomps off without looking back.

And she just stares at him quietly as her arms fall to her sides.

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I cried in agony. Breathlessly I exclaim, “where could it be!” I am a being of panic- ransacking my home. I collapse onto the floor and weep.

Your voice lays over me, “What’s wrong?”

“I wanted to prove I was ready to marry- that I could keep a ring without losing it”

What if I’m never ready? And just as darkness is about to grasp me tight,

“I’d give you a thousand rings if I had to, and you’d deserve each one”

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You were a hoarder

Cried at the thought of throwing away a tiny lego piece or a scrap of paper

You didn’t cry when you threw me away

Some days I wish I was in the pile of things under your bed

Some place dark and cold…

at least I would belong somewhere.

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It’s nice to know I’m not the problem.

I know who I am.

I know what I want.

I love myself.

But man…

it makes it cut that much deeper to know

he looked at me- the true me-

In all its glory and beauty.

and didn’t love me.

I looked at him- tangled, dark, twisted-

I saw his light peaking through.

And I loved him.