ghostcats707

[ghostcats707]

The taste of our last summer

Days like oil bubbles in water

Carry the smell of summer

Heavy with anticipation

Our responsabilities knock on the window,

casting shadows,

grazing our arms with their cold fingers

Just for a little while, lets pretend they are not

Just for today, we can play and laugh

Be the kids we still are

Sit on the sand, play on the waves

Take silly pictures and sing along,

In our hearts, keep this memory,

Of our last trip together

In that place we called our home

A bittersweet memory for when we grow apart

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The less i sleep, the more i overthink, but the thoughts won't let me sleep.

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Doubt

I think your love for me is fading

Shocking, like a sudden noise in a quiet house

Slowly but surely stirring me awake

From a deep and comforting nap

Maybe you're growing tired of me

With my terribly flawed nature

With my annoying personality

This clingy side, I try so hard to hide

The door was always wide open, never locked

If you wish to leave, you're free to go

I will not beg for your love, or ask you to stay

But i wish you'd tell me if that's the case

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I am unfair

I take

Uneasy, little steps

In search of love and support

And run away

When I do need it

I’ll love you

As strong and abundant

As a waterfall

But won’t let you love me back

For I am undeserving

Emotions

leave my brain, no filter

Angry, I bite

but I am candy cane

And shatter if treated roughly

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What comes after sunlight?

Why is it that

simply lying with you

feels like the light of a tired sun?

If you leave,

that sweet orange dusk

will curdle into bitterness.

Suddenly,

these rays of summer

will be blinding sharp blades

Turning warmth

into unseeing darkness,

thick with what used to be.

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About not knowing how to feel loved

This heart of sand Will only keep its shape When you keep me close

As soon as you leave, It crumbles again Like it was never loved.

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Creator

Am I your pride and joy?

Or your biggest dissapointment?

Wouldn't it all be much easier,

If you could pick one and stick to it?

The incessant switch is like jumping rope

and this heart you break can't keep up

Remember that I am made in your image

a warped copy, my lovingly cruel genesis

I can't be the monster you say you raised

and also be gentle and kindhearted

So I beg of you to spare me one mercy,

to stop making me a paradox, and choose

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Late walk home

It's past midnight, and the weather

on my walk back home with you,

is not cold enough to freeze, but

just enough to make you shiver

Those empty streets, dimly lit

by tiny, yellow, man-made suns

look upon us

and it dawns on me—

my heart has never felt so full

It's past midnight, and my feelings

might just make my chest implode

Tiny fragments of my heart and soul

burying and cutting into my skin

Your hand in mine, a silent promise

I can't help but wonder if you can feel

all the love my tongue won't speak—

all that love that shows

in actions and poems instead

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My snowy valentine

Snow in february,

a long lasting glow

Maybe this valentine's

Is one where I'll feel loved

Hugging you tight, I think

I've claimed the color of pure snow

Its crisp, cold nibble on my cheek

A warm memory I can't show

Its all fragile, so uncertain

Something I don't dare to show

Like an arctic fox and a fallen royal

A mirage that won't fit the narrative

A playful fight, a little game

Has made us stay this way

This moment could melt away

I wonder– will you let me keep it?

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Flower vase

My chest is like an antique vase

That fancy one at grandma's house

Delicate crystal with a forgotten purpose

Left to gather dust, devoid of flowers

My hollow existence aches for meaning

Its easy to see, my transparent need for love

Since a flowerless vase will be noticed more

than one filled with all kinds of roses

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Shark

Hug a plush at night

A little shark big enough

to dream you are here

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Stupid love

I can only write so many words

To try and keep you here

A monologue that desperately tries

To revive a fading conversation

The more I accept it,

the more love seems to avoid me

As soon as I admit to being in love

I can see us already drifting apart

Did my feelings show in my face?

In my words, always eager to find you?

I promise to be good and reel it back

If only so we can stay the same

Please,

let us stay the same

I won't let my feelings seep

through the cracks on my mask

I will let you have your peace

And won't make you feel uncomfortable

I'm sorry if i ever made you feel sick

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Yeah, loving like a dog is funny until you're awake at midnight, clutching your chest and feeling your heart break because the one you love is not talking to you. I hate it.

As beautiful as love can be, it usually only brings pain for me.

Maybe I don't deserve more than this.

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Thoughts of a dying romantic

A paper-mache volcano erupts

with feelings made out of baking soda

Searing vinegar, poured into the crater

A steady flow of stagnant loneliness unleashed

The love i want to give–

bubbles up, a school science project

Staining and tearing the paper creation

Hours of work warped into soggy paper

It looks like my childish ideals of love

And i see a lonely kid at the playground

Tracing lines in the sand,

Which fade with the wind

As the sun reflects on this cherry soda

Bubbling up just like my desires

I feel the lines that spell hope in my heart

Seem to have vanished with time

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Sailor's heart

Loving you is being out at sea

Undiscovered beauty full of wonders

Hidden beneath dark and opaque waves

Treasure disguised in plain sight

Ive never been good with geography

But here, surrounded by this liquid vastness

I hope to get lost so as to discover your secrets

Maybe someday, I'll find them all

I want to spend the rest of my life

fishing out every secret

To study and memorize it

before setting it free

I'll learn every little detail

and get to sail your waters

With the confidence of an old sailor

Who learned these waterways by heart

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The need to write a thousand poems, letters and any sort of art for that someone when you feel so deeply in love with them. I can barely control it, and I feel I don't even have the words to write about my love like they deserve.

I just can't keep it under control. Even if it's more than likely my love is unrequited, I'll surely write about you and the little ways you made me fall for you kindness and all that you are.

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Time

Time is a concept i can't seem to grasp.

One minute, one hour, one second,

they go by at disproportionate speeds.

Laziness, undiscipline and many other flaws,

are often thrown my way because of this one fault.

The words of those dearest to me hurting me the most.

I try

I really try to be on time,

But it really is hard and it slowly kills any thoughts

that hopes these other flaws aren't truly mine.