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I'm kidding...unless you're not

I wouldn’t say that I loved you Because you’re just a friend But it’s funny how I still talk about you And how I would do over what we had again I’m just kidding Unless you’re not Because it’s funny how I still think about the bracelet that I bought You know the one I gave to you When we were still a “thing” It kinda sucks that all we boiled down to was just a fling I wonder if that’s what you call it Or do you tell your friends I’m the one that got away Little do you know that I would drop everything if you asked me to stay Or do you even tell them anything at all I'm reading too much into it and I’m crazy obsessed Sad to say that I’d still say you’re the best Maybe I did love you Maybe you loved me back But secretly it hurt so much I hung my favorite sweater back on the rack It was yours... Metaphorically We never got that far But I kinda wish we did Like how I sat real close to you in the back of our friends car I think I loved you I think I still do So much so i’m writing a stupid poem So much so you’ve become art that I’ve hung all over my home I think I love you And I want you to love me back But I can’t help but think that what we had Was just what we had

-gg✧

Carl Sandburg, from The Selected Poems of Carl Sandburg; “Clark street bridge”

you seem to be everything i dream of put into one person.

SOTD:

the loneliness is starting to set in again.

SOTD:

I don’t think it’s ever dawned on me how lonely i actually am.

SOTD:

it’s the way that I crave for intimacy and love, but once I get inches away from it I get too scared…the disappointment in myself skyrockets.

But one day i’ll have someone to love, and I’ll show that they’ll always be enough for me to stay. Even when i’m scared.

SOTD:

please, don’t let go. I don’t think I would take it. I’ve spent years pining over this. So please don’t let go. Does the desperation in my voice not prove anything?

when in reality, there is no words coming out of my mouth. Because I’m simply too scared and too small…so I bite my tongue. I bite my tongue and curse at the world while whispering to myself, “maybe in another life.” when the world has nothing to do with this. And it could’ve been this life, if I didn’t shrink.

My youth is depleting, and it feels like I’d do anything to get it back even though I’m already in it. Still living it. So much love for it, for the people in it, for the people loving me in their youth.

i like to think we’d be great together…but maybe that’s just my hopeless romantic tendencies.