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C.B. pt. 2

You were beautiful, 

hansome downplays the way your eyes glare into my innermost being.

At the news that you were leaving, 

my hardened heart started to fracture at the corner.

your blue eyes, your dark hair, 

you were too good to be true

now my hope shatters like glass on concrete,

similarly to how your freckles scatter across your nose and cheeks.

Oh what could have been

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C.B.

It is cold this time of year

but the frozen sidewalk seems worth while

knowing im walking to your coffee shop

just the chance that you are there

makes this bitter coffee taste so sweet

and this frosted morning feel warm and bright

just to see that you are not there

and suddenly the cold and the bitterness of the world is seen

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you felt, I changed

i didn't care for hugs, until you were giving them.

i didn't care for stars, until i saw the way you gazed up at the night sky. 

i didn't care for the sunlight until you described the way it felt on your skin.

i didn't care for myself until i saw the way you see me. 

 

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crying is for kids

my soul burns with envy

as my eyes lack the ability to speak on their own.

My heart burns with silence

as my eyes lack the ability to scream on their own.

I believe that if the tears, warm and full of stories, 

could so easily flow from my eyes, 

i could excrete some of this pain i hold inside.

but i can't

and you can

and i 

hate you

for it

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