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but honey,
your lipstick is still on my sheets
and that picture still haunts me
and i can hear you shrieking "forever!"
do you remember that day?
my fingers were black
and i had smudges all over my chin,
but you gave me butterfly kisses anyway.
and sometimes,
the silence reminds me:
i miss the you of those moments.
your suitcases are blocking the doorway
and i've locked myself into a poem.
my words
--
about gardens
and roses
and choking ivy vines
--
mean nothing in my head now,
but i can't keep the mantra from escaping.
"iloveyouiloveyouiloveyoui'msorry"
and i am sorry,
but not for the reasons you probably think.
i'm sorry
her come-hither eyes
have led you away.
i'm sorry
that she gives you fire
where i was stuck kissing you cold.
and i'm sorry
your ivy turns to roses for her,
because deep down,
i know i can be better.
i know i can be the green tint you need.
but no more,
baby.
no lies
and no pleas
and no secrets whispered into your ear at twelve after midnight.
and i ripped up your pillows
and set that picture to flame,
but i see you drape yourself around her everyday.
and sometimes...
i just long to escape.
your lipstick is still on my sheets
and that picture still haunts me
and i can hear you shrieking "forever!"
do you remember that day?
my fingers were black
and i had smudges all over my chin,
but you gave me butterfly kisses anyway.
and sometimes,
the silence reminds me:
i miss the you of those moments.
your suitcases are blocking the doorway
and i've locked myself into a poem.
my words
--
about gardens
and roses
and choking ivy vines
--
mean nothing in my head now,
but i can't keep the mantra from escaping.
"iloveyouiloveyouiloveyoui'msorry"
and i am sorry,
but not for the reasons you probably think.
i'm sorry
her come-hither eyes
have led you away.
i'm sorry
that she gives you fire
where i was stuck kissing you cold.
and i'm sorry
your ivy turns to roses for her,
because deep down,
i know i can be better.
i know i can be the green tint you need.
but no more,
baby.
no lies
and no pleas
and no secrets whispered into your ear at twelve after midnight.
and i ripped up your pillows
and set that picture to flame,
but i see you drape yourself around her everyday.
and sometimes...
i just long to escape.
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***EDIT!! Fixed from minor grammatical/rhythm issues***
part four.
because i needed an ending.
or something close to it, anyway.
february 2010
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE check out:
Story Of The Shattered Sisters
by
part four.
because i needed an ending.
or something close to it, anyway.
february 2010
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE check out:
Story Of The Shattered Sisters
by
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"iloveyouiloveyouiloveyoui'msorry"
One of my favorite techniques.
I loved this, like all your works it was amazing.
One of my favorite techniques.
I loved this, like all your works it was amazing.