don’t forget to remind yourself to forget about the things that hurt
to forget about the things that you’d be better off not to feel
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the type of hunger that can’t be foreseeably satisfied;
I wonder if it’s better to never try to fulfill, instead of
stupidly wishing upon dead stars in the sky
clinging onto wistful memories of hope from the past.
the stars are long dead.
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you’ll need to work hard for the things you want
but there are certain things you’ll just never get
I wonder where it is to draw this line; I am always
crossing onto the other side I don’t want.
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I am afraid to go to sleep because I know I’ll see you
radiant and vibrant in my dreams—how effortlessly
you make me feel at ease and I am utterly terrified but
nature determines everything; I am the moon and
inevitably I rise and fall completely for you
in the wee hours of the silent night
all the way until your sunshine
renders me invisible at morning light.
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I was not aware that euphoria can be crippling
drunk on high hopes with zero foundation
in the middle of the night I was screaming your name
but my roommate was fast asleep
so I screamed your name in my heart and into my dreams
in the morning I woke up like death, I overslept.
my heartstrings jumbled up in a complete mess and you
swung on them until it was too painful to sleep.
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it is ironic because I wanted to write this post
to forget about you but I know I have only just
risen even higher above ground only to
fall even harder than I ever did at the start.
please have mercy on my heart.
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