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Adaptation is your number one enemy, But you would master her. You would learn not to flinch when he raises his hand, Because unlike the previous, these hands descend gently, Not with anger, with love and affection. You would learn that these walls only enclose you, From experiences created for your enjoyment, You would learn …
In time, you would find a man, Whose body familiarises itself with yours, And urges him to wake up, 10 minutes before yours does. A man who crawls out of bed so quietly , Just to fix you breakfast. It's bagels, eggs, avocado and sriracha sauce, You hate 4 out of 4 of those items. …
Please don't touch my soul, Not with those hands, black as coal. As I would relive every single moment, For years on end. And in my poetry, you would see your name, Like it was mine to reinvent. Our memories would stay trapped in my heart , As I am dramatic; an exclamation mark enveloped …
The first time I wrote a post titled the 8th of May was on the first day of my first ever relationship. It was one of the most unconventional events ever and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it so, I ended up writing something sad which I would link HERE. I was 17, …
You both win I've tried my best, to say what I mean But this is my guess, you both have what I need. The sleepless nights tire me, I can't seem to catch a breath I need you both entirely, But maybe it's all in my head. One is dark and one is light, I …
You win If you haven't yet figured it out, I'm telling you that without a doubt, You win. Twelve am in the morning And I find myself roaming Fighting to stay awake Incase he decides to show up before day break. On the nights that I have him I fight to ignore your expensive scent …
You win Not when I'm out and you're in You win If I'm not successful without him. Empty bed all night He's snuck out to meet you Why should I fight? Now I've got space for two. Home from work Your cheap cologne in the air Frightened cause I don't give a fuck But your …
