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Promise

On the day I left,
I never cried.
The last time we spoke,
I surely lied.

I knew the truth,
that I would come back.
But I pretended as if
it would be the last.

On the day I left,
I whispered you a prayer,
but it fell on deaf ears
because you didn’t care.

You didn’t care where
we ended up, eventually.
You didn’t care how
far apart we were destined to be.

My voice is nothing.
My word holds no truth.
I broke a promise.
I broke you.

But now I stare into the sky,
as I have hundreds of times before,
and I make another promise.
This time, to myself

If only words could mend hearts.

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Nervousness

Nervousness
can get the best of me.
Quietly afraid,
of what I cannot see.

Going back
can feel like it is right.
Once you made me smile,
but now you are a trap.

Being wrong
could be the death of me,
in my head at least,
we end beautifully.

Nervousness
I think too much tonight
of you, of me–
nervousness is a trap.

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Graduation day

People were scurrying through the corridor.
Caps, gowns, smiles
I leaned against a wall, looking for you.
Families, friends, strangers
One million people passed me by.
Laughter, chatter, footsteps
You called my name. Delighted, I looked up.
Concern, tall, beauty
You asked me why I waited in the hall.
Love, longing, you
We walked and talked and in my mind
we were together again.
Love, you, life

But then reality set in
and I watched you walk away.
Reality set in
and I was all alone.

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Bee Vomit

I hate to say I love you,
more than I have shown.
I hate to say I need you,
pretend like I have grown.

I hate to know you’re hurting
and sleeping all alone.
I hate to sit here singing
in my empty home.

I’d love to feel your heartbeat
thumping through my head.
I’d love to hold your icy hands,
watch my face turn red.

I’d love to know you’re sleeping
safely in my grasp.
I’d love to forge a future
so we can burn the past.

I hate to say I’m sorry
for things I haven’t done.
I hate to disappear–and sometimes—
I hate that you’re the one.

I hate synthetic distance and
no matter how I try,
I hate to see you walk away
and never say goodbye.

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No such thing

I thought I saw behind your eyes.
I thought I rose above.
Then I heard the devil say with a sigh,
“There ain’t no such thing as love.”

I know my cards are falling.
I feel my head hang low.
Then I see you run away outside and I say,
“I know that’s just how it goes.”

I hear the birds calling out your name,
every night in my sleep.
I feel the world fall right through my hands,
I’m making promises to myself
I know I can’t keep.

I thought I saw behind your eyes.
I thought I rose above.
Then I heard the devil say with a sigh,
“There ain’t no such thing as love.”

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