When your breath Mingles with mine
When it's almost impossible to differentiate our scents
It's somehow way more easier to breath

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Waiting for a closure you'll never receive

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Everything was falling apart when we fell in line
I was just getting used to calling you mine
And you pulled me close, pulled away even faster
The only thing keeping us together was a literal disaster
I know that it's wrong
But I wish the world is torn
Apart for long enough
So we can hold onto our
... apocalyptic love

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One day it wouldn't hurt as much as it does now
One day you wouldn't miss him anymore
One day you'd learn to bicycle on your own
One day it will be sweet, what now feels so sore
One day you'll cry and you'll feel free afterwards
One day you'll be enough

You'll be enough
And I know you don't believe it right now
How can you, with all these wounds reminding you
Of the things you want to forget
One day you'll not be the second option
One day you'll be loved because you're worth it
One day you'll stand on your feet
Tall enough to face him
One day you'll be chosen over and over till you realise
You're the only choice
One day you'll be enough

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It's 2 am
and I'm up again
Thinking about you
My thoughts, a whirlpool
A downward spiral that tightens and tightens and tightens until it suffocates me
So I remind myself that you're not worthy
And I know, I know I've told all my friends I've moved on
But like a moth to a flame I'm drawn
To these thoughts this idea of everything we could be
I know there are more important things to worry about
Like my long term relationship with self doubt
But it's 2 am
And I'm up again
Trying to fill a void
Indulging in thought patterns that I should avoid
Trying to numb the pain
It's 2am and I'm up again

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I hope you stumble upon a good pair of glasses

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Disguised as love
Leaving me nostalgic
Of this familiar sting

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You look at my poems and ask me "why are you not publishing such a remarkable piece of art?" And I explain how I've painted every single word with the colour of my soul and how you're the only one who's allowed to see it naked.
- poems about you.

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And I will forever be thankful for my presence in this dynamic universe.... somehow rn everything makes sense and yet nothing does

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I wonder if you are happy where ever you are
I wonder if you would have been happier with me

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