Lots of weird shit in my head tonight. I’m just glad for good friends right now. I don’t think I could live without you.

Feeling Lonely even when I am not alone

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To you, her eyes were blue. But her eyes were not blue, she was. To me, her eyes were two sapphire gemstones which spoke with animation and muse. They were an overly washed pair of denim jeans which shelved the wear and tear of her disposition, as a child would display a toy. They were Aegean reservoir, a watering hole for my mind. They were two 10-dimensional, yet amorphous, cerulean pearls which carried the trail of one million miles of stars. They were filled with a beautifully constructed rhapsodic orchestra. Their occasional rainfall led to the obsidian smudge underneath the left only. Regardless, they appeared articulate and abstract. They were an artificial siren call, arguing the idea that you were meeting your fate and it was beyond control. Allowing reflection upon your life to be made evident. They may have resembled the sky after a crippling oceanic storm. But her eyes were not blue.

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“The more anger you hold towards your past, the less capable you are of loving life in the present.”

— Barbara De Angelis

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The Princess Falls

She called me a loser

I must’ve confused her

She wasn’t my type

She called me a liar

Oh how could I defy her

It wasn’t smite

She called me hypocritical

I know I am difficult

But I’m no parasite

She called me impulsive

She was repulsive

But only in the daylight

She called me a cheater

Wouldn’t that please her

To be right?

She called me a sinner

I would not call her a winner

With her illegitimate tyke

She called me abusive

There was no truth in

What they heard that night

She said I was crazy

Baby, Maybe!

I am not looking for a fight

She said “I am in love”

I said

You are not my type

Your love will always be the water and mine will always be writing about you.

I think you ruined it for me. Ruined love. Ruined the way it floods my heart. Because when I think of that word. It’s you. It’s been you. And honestly. I hate it. Because I didn’t ruin it for you.

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