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Laughing with you in the car,
still giddy from
too much sex, with your parents in the next room;
you stop me with a simple,
"Love, will we make it?"
meaning when you go away--
it was enough to make me cry,
but I told you yes, we would make it.
"Promise?" I breathed through
my tears, and you continued to drive through the rain,
"Yes.
I'm just afraid for us,
for what might happen.
I love you,
and I don't want to let anything come between,
but I worry."
It's all you can do,
the rain slipping down the windshield in clear magnifying specks of
insignificance,
to sit and
half pray he doesn't hear you crying, half
pray he does
and he finds some way to stay--
but you've been through that, too,
and it's only for a while.
For two years, and a lot can change in two years,
but you've loved someone for four before,
and you didn't love that person even half as much as
now
so it's possible, right?
But you don't want to spend
nights falling asleep on webcam hoping
maybe, next week, or the week after
you could see him in real life
driving half a day to see him
when you should be at home sleeping crying studying waking up repeating
you don't want to
you don't want to
spend two years like that
all of the distance
a gaping hole where your heart should be, but he's far away
and the pang of missing him
is like choking on the freshest air possible
he's yours
why does all the distance
have to take him away?
still giddy from
too much sex, with your parents in the next room;
you stop me with a simple,
"Love, will we make it?"
meaning when you go away--
it was enough to make me cry,
but I told you yes, we would make it.
"Promise?" I breathed through
my tears, and you continued to drive through the rain,
"Yes.
I'm just afraid for us,
for what might happen.
I love you,
and I don't want to let anything come between,
but I worry."
It's all you can do,
the rain slipping down the windshield in clear magnifying specks of
insignificance,
to sit and
half pray he doesn't hear you crying, half
pray he does
and he finds some way to stay--
but you've been through that, too,
and it's only for a while.
For two years, and a lot can change in two years,
but you've loved someone for four before,
and you didn't love that person even half as much as
now
so it's possible, right?
But you don't want to spend
nights falling asleep on webcam hoping
maybe, next week, or the week after
you could see him in real life
driving half a day to see him
when you should be at home sleeping crying studying waking up repeating
you don't want to
you don't want to
spend two years like that
all of the distance
a gaping hole where your heart should be, but he's far away
and the pang of missing him
is like choking on the freshest air possible
he's yours
why does all the distance
have to take him away?
Literature
Addiction
I keep everything bottled up,
Don't know how to express how I feel.
So I harm myself thinking, that it's no big deal.
It's such a relief, no wait, it's an addiction.
Because speaking out is worse than causing infliction.
I don't know how to explain it,
But if you've never, then it's hard to comprehend.
But when you're all alone,
It's like the blade's your only friend.
Being alone is the worst,
'Cause you're so tempted to give in.
You're thinking you might burst,
If you don't tear a little at your skin.
It's more like a distraction,
Or something to control.
If you try to hold it off,
You feel emptier than whole.
I told you it
Literature
Depression
You may not think much of it
But depression really kills
It may be that you're slitting wrists
Or overdosing pills.
Life can kick you to the curb
It can take over your mind
Sometimes it's good to be alone
To let your brain unwind.
Drama can overcome your joy
And secrets might make you pay
Wanting to fit in and be treated the same
But your mood stays dull and grey.
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unprotected
she wants them all to just
L E A V E H E R A L O N E .
she wants him
to to love her
( because who else would ? )
she wants the other boy
to go away
( because he cares too much )
but mostly
because she doesn't want
him to know her inside and out
she doesn't want anyone
getting close to her
no one needs to know that much
about her.
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Wrote just now. We're both going off to college this fall, but he's going to a city a good four or five hours away.. He wanted to go to the school I'm going to, but they don't have his major... So close, yet still so far...
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I adore this. The structure of it begins to disintegrate toward the end - "when you should be at home sleeping crying studying waking up repeating/you don't want to/you don't want to" - but not in a bad way, it's more like stream of consciousness has taken over thought, like id has won over ego.
Oh, and I understand that feeling.
Oh, and I understand that feeling.