The Most Amazing Break Up Ever.

So a very close friend of mine gotten broken up with this morning. Now, in most cases, the person doing the breaking up walks away on top while the person who is broken up with is left with the short end of the pride stick. Not in this case, my friends. The [...]

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to say “I love you.”

I understand
“I love you”
now
Years have gone by
too full for expression
there aren’t enough words
but to say
“I love you”
is to convey
each moment
of happiness or pain
or laughter or fear
each moment of insecurity
that we left behind
in search of our future
to say
“I love you”
is to say
I know you,
accept you as you are
and open myself up
for all the hurt and [...]

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first love

he was the first to see my breasts
to touch them
the first to hold me naked, while I slept
[...]

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shorts . . .

ugly stories fall out of my mouth
in the same tone I use to talk about the weather
he points it out, asks for more and
[...]

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Onto Something? (Edited)

It wasn’t much–
our effect on one another.
I’m losing touch
and letting go of old ideas
Watching silent lightning
bounce between clouds
reminded of a time
I thought my words were electric
and the slow realization
that my words were nothing
just a flash in the sky, on the screen
no heat
never touching down
or changing the landscape.
I have this funny feeling
that its all the same
as [...]

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Old Love

They have what everyone hopes for
in love
She called him Jimmy Boy or Old Boy
and he insisted that I call her Lou
“because that’s what she likes to go by”
and when I told her I loved her attitude towards life and pain
he jumped in to say that she’s always been that way.
She’s 86
He’s 92
and even though their [...]

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It was like . . . actually

it was like blinking-
it was like standing outside in a lightning storm-
it was like falling down on your back when you were little, so hard you couldn’t breathe
but it was actually hot coffee on my arm
it was actually his fingers biting into my skin and flinging me into the wall, so hard I couldn’t breathe [...]

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My Place

I am not his high school girlfriend anymore
chubby cheeks, chubby thighs
plenty of hair to hide behind
and insecure fingers tucked inside sleeves

I am not his ex anymore
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i live with you

it fell away
you were standing naked
clothed in new scars
since I’d seen you last
its been a journey
tracing those scars
with lips and fingers
and a tired heart
where are we now?
I folded your shorts
and put them on the bed
I didn’t know if they were clean or not
and I’ve followed your past right into your present
I cleaned the kitchen after [...]

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. . .

when I wake up beside him
his blonde hair makes my Sunday morning sunshine

when I fall asleep beside him
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Perfect

I don’t want to be Girlfriend
I want to be Super Girlfriend
that amazing woman
who always looks like a [...]

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We All Do

He deserves . . .

Happiness–
the kind where his dreams
have free reign to grow and change
[...]

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