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Get You Back (Not From WTP)

I hate myself

For forcing you away.

For telling you to let go,

Because I wasn’t strong enough

To hold on.

It turns out,

I needed you,

More than I knew.

But now,

I don’t know how to ask you

To come back.

Maybe I won't ask.

Maybe I’ll pray to God,

Or to all the gods in the sky.

Maybe I’ll wish on a star.

Maybe I’ll just hope with all my heart.

I just know,

that one way

Or another,

I have to get you back.

Because I love who I am

When I’m with you.

Because I love you.

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We Should Stop Talking (Not from WTP)

We should stop talking.

Because when we talk,

My mind is flooded with memories

Of similar topics,

But different circumstances between us.

All I can think is

“We’ve been here before”

But I can’t reply the same way I used to,

Even though I want to

So badly.

And it doesn’t help

That you’re still the most incredible person

In the world.

It doesn’t help

That you still want to be there for me.

It doesn’t help

That you

Are you.

So we should stop talking,

Because if we keep going like this,

I’ll end up confessing to you

All over again,

But it won’t go as well

As last time.

So let’s end it now.

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Realization (Not from WTP)

What do I do when I realize I love you?

I can’t possibly tell you,

you’d think it too soon.

But if I bottle it up,

keep it inside,

there’s too much danger of the pressure becoming too much,

and the truth bursting out.

What, then, can I do?

I must periodically relieve the pressure

by writing these notes to you,

that you will never see.

Then,

someday,

I will tell you.

Or maybe you’ll tell me.

But from that moment on,

I’ll never have to keep it hidden again.

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Find you (Not from WTP)

Why?

Why can’t I get you out of my head?

Why won’t images of your smile leave my mind?

Late into the night,

I lie awake,

reminiscing over our conversations.

In the middle of the day,

I ache for you,

wishing you were at my side,

going through life with me.

I’m so sorry.

It’s my fault we’re apart.

And I’m so frightened that if I asked,

You’d say

“We’re better this way.”

I wish I was better.

I wish I could deserve you.

And I know it’s selfish,

but I need you to be mine.

I need you here with me,

so I don’t have be tormented

with thoughts and memories.

So I can just roll over

late at night,

and find you.

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Will it?

What will it feel like when you finally kiss me?

Will it feel like how it’s described in books,

all sparks and embers and fireworks?

Will it look like it does in movies,

your hands gripping my waist,

my fingers moving through your hair?

Will we know what to do,

like our favorite characters always seem to?

Or will we fumble with our hands for a moment,

and come up for air too soon?

Will it be perfect?

Will it be awkward?

Will we laugh when it’s over?

Will you caress my cheek?

Will I whisper that I love you?

The suspense is killing me.

I need to know.

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Lost (Not from WTP)

I deserve to be alone.

I’m destined to be lonely.

I can’t handle relationships,

and yet I crave connection.

I can’t bear the weight of love,

and yet I feel lost without it.

I’m just trapped in empty space

waiting for someone to find me.

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Influence (Not from WTP)

You have a huge influence over me.

I listen to the music you listen to.

I watch the movies and shows you do.

I try the food you like.

I look up the places you want to visit.

I talk with your family.

I do all of this,

not because you’re changing me,

but because I want to be a part of the things you love.

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Prompt: A Glance

How can a single glance

leave such a lasting impression?

I don’t understand

how such brief eye contact

can make me flush.

I want to know you,

but the intensity of your gaze

makes me shy.

A fleeting moment of courage

propels me to peek at you again.

I meet your eyes once more.

A flash of sunlight

reveals hidden colors

in your already beautiful eyes.

You blink away the light,

but the kaleidoscopic hues

and burning intensity

remain.

I realize how long I’ve been staring.

I look away.

Then look up again,

and you are gone.

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Return (not from WTP)

He’s on the train now,

hurtling ever faster

and further from me.

The car rocks his sleeping form

back and forth

lulling him in and out of consciousness.

The stars and moon create a light

which caresses his face

as I can’t.

I miss his voice.

I crave the spark of touch

from his skin.

But I know the train will bring him back,

will speed towards me,

till at last he’s been returned to my arms.

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Heaven (not from WTP)

It’s always said that in heaven

the weather is “perfect”.

I hope heaven is relative,

because an eternity without rainfall,

is no heaven at all.

I love the sun and warm breezes

but I live for the days where the world is quiet

save for the sound

of raindrops hitting the ground.

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Prompt: Loneliness

Where some people see the hustle and bustle of day-to-day life,

I find nothing but monotony

because you’re not by my side.

In my isolation,

I ache for you.

Music, once my greatest joy,

leaves me feeling empty,

because you’re not here to hear it with me.

The silence in my heart is deafening.

My days are spent with longing.

Longing for you to come to me,

to keep me from seclusion,

to replace the quiet with laughter,

to fill my heart once again with your love.

I sit,

alone,

quiet, 

and melancholy,

impatiently awaiting the day

your smile will light my world again.

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Prompt: Broken Heart

There is no greater pain

than that of a broken heart.

To lay awake at night

when the world is quiet,

and to have the one who you so loved,

infiltrate your thoughts.

Nothing is worse

than to be going about your day,

and to see something which would have been commonplace,

but now reminds you of them.

To feel crushed all over again,

to bear the weight of regret,

to feel so vulnerable,

to be reminded of betrayal,

to hide your doleful expression,

to be stricken with grief,

to find no cure for being heartsick,

and to have to say

“No, I’m fine.”

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