“I wish you’d find the exit out of my head.”
-Sylvia Plath
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-Sylvia Plath
Friday, April 15, 2016
Thursday, April 14, 2016
140416
like the sugar I slip in my coffee
you dissolve into my thoughts
the strong smell still lingers
your perfume, like americano
brewed in memories of that night
it's almost been a year
too soon to realize
the fool I was last eve
never will I understand
the mechanics of your mind
I miss you
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you dissolve into my thoughts
the strong smell still lingers
your perfume, like americano
brewed in memories of that night
it's almost been a year
too soon to realize
the fool I was last eve
never will I understand
the mechanics of your mind
I miss you
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
one day
one day she began talking to him again.
after seven long years of silence, there it was, her voice on the other end of the phone, soft and lilting.
she had one of those voices that reminded him of a wormhole.
the power it possessed to close all that time and distance between them, the way it brought her back to him---tenuous and shimmering---like a dewdrop catching the sun.
Lang Leav
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after seven long years of silence, there it was, her voice on the other end of the phone, soft and lilting.
she had one of those voices that reminded him of a wormhole.
the power it possessed to close all that time and distance between them, the way it brought her back to him---tenuous and shimmering---like a dewdrop catching the sun.
Lang Leav
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
letting go
the hard part is
pretending not to give a fuck
when you really do.
the worst part is
trying to close your heart
when its doors have been blown to pieces.
Robert M. Drake
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pretending not to give a fuck
when you really do.
the worst part is
trying to close your heart
when its doors have been blown to pieces.
Robert M. Drake
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