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Your finger tips press against my skin
just hard enough for my mind to take this a different direction.
This horrible decision was worth making because of that response.
Timing can be so cruel
if I could have cut that moment out and pasted it years before
I’d be shedding more smiles than tears.
So you’ll fuck me
and I’ll fuck with your head
but that’s what we’ve always done best
So why fucking stop now
lies lies lies
we’ll do whatever it takes
to satisfy this fucking need
to fuck, to be fucked, and to fucking mess it up.
Lines from Journal 2003-2006
But…He cried
I mean he really cried this time. He didn’t get out of bed for days. He literally got on his hands and knees and begged for me. He said he would change. He really means it this time; I could see it in his eyes. He even bought me flowers, made me dinner, and told me he loved me. He is really trying. He said he didn’t want to lose me. He said he was just ‘joking’ with the text messages. He didn’t really mean it. Look at all of the poems he wrote for me. He loves me.
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I might be out of place
But woman to woman
Lets be honest..
The poems will only last so long.
Trust me I have a box full of them.
After you get over the shock of tears falling from his face
You will realize they’re only as real as his promises.
Why do I even feel the need to reach out to you?
You have seen first hand him treating someone else the same way.
The secret letters, comments, and texts.
I mean, after all- you were the one receiving them.
But despite all the pain and anger this has caused me.
You should know..
There is life after him.
Can we fall apart now?
I hope we fall…just like we fell..
If only it would happen that quickly
It’s getting easier
My heart didn’t race when I received your text
With every word I read about ‘them’
A little part of me drifts further away
Another piece of my heart goes to her
Soon she’ll have it all.
It’s almost been a year since we met
I can remember it so vividly
It’s as if I’m looking down on us
You walked through the kitchen door
I was standing by the sink
My eyes followed your every move
I envied you.
You were fighting with her that night
But back then she was just a name
There were no feelings of hatred when she was mentioned
You think by now you would have moved on
You’re so intelligent
But when it comes to her
It’s as if your plan fails every time.
Trust me; I know how hard it can be
Trying to fight that feeling…
When her fingertips softly touch your leg
Holding hands while making your way through a crowded room
Sitting at the beach lit only by the moon
I hope this time is different
I hope you realize who she really is
Because you’re worth so much more…
Here she goes
Calling me beautiful
Words I never thought I would hear from her again
If I were her age
I would fall for this
She always knew what to say
How to suck me back in
I’m not going
She doesn’t mean it
Because she’s still with her
Telling her the same things
I’ll just get fooled again
Keep repeating.. keep repeating
Don’t fall
You can do this.
I’ve known her for 4 months, when i sit down to write about her- the page fills quickly.
But when i sit down to write about you, someone I’ve known for 7 years- i cant find the words.
Maybe its because you have never caused me pain.
Or.. because i know we cant put into words what we share..
Or the impact you have had on me.
I would be so lost without you.
You keep me grounded.
I am the ‘younger sister’
The one making all the mistakes.
The one doing the body shots.
The alcoholic and drug abuser
The 5 year college student
The 23 year old that is still financially dependent on her parents.
I am not you, the person i aspire to be.
The ‘older sister’
Your parents are okay with ‘it’
You’re the stable one
The college graduate
The one that makes all the right decisions.
While your road is paved
Mine is still under construction..with workers not even present.
But i know you’ll be there for me every step of the way.
Will i ever forget the touch of her lips against my neck?
The way she moaned.. her sigh…
As i lay here and close my eyes all i can see is her body over mine.. so perfect.
At times i wish i could be like her..
How great it must feel- to be with women- never attaching.. never hurting.
I want to hear her voice.
I want to argue with her.
I want to scream at her.
I want to cry.
But she wouldn’t care enough to:
Argue back.
scream.
or even cry over me..
A warm body over mine
The sound of waves crashing
The feel of the sand brought back memories I had tried so hard to forget.
-Oddly enough I was only 19
But this time it was different
Her affection amazed me
It’s as if we were lovers
Her gentle kiss and the smile she gave as she looked into my eyes made my heart race.
-He never had that power.
We took our time
Kissing every part of each other
As I close my eyes, I can still picture my hands making their way down to grip her hips.
She let out a moan and kissed my neck.
-An instant pleasure for me
Except that didn’t happen…….
We just laid there, awkwardly
Not even close enough to touch
Too afraid to make a move- for fear of rejection.
It crossed my mind every second.
Wait a minute….
There was no beach.
No kissing, holding or touching
No awkward moments
I will never know the fantasy she spoke of that one night.
Maybe it’s for the best.
I guess there really is no turning back.
Memories will haunt me
But she’s moved on, so now I must.