Tag: writing
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[to be seen]
i wish she had seenthere was a personon the other side of the screen—someone who read every wordand felt itlike it was meant to bruise. i knew she hated melong before she said it.the silence told me first.the look in her eyeswhen we passed in the hallwaytold me again.and the messages—they just confirmedwhat my body…
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[justice in her bones]
i was soft once.sacred, even.they never talk about that.only the partwhere i turned to stone. no one askswhat it does to a bodyto be touched without asking—then cursedfor being touched at all. they said it was punishment.but it felt like aftermath.like the gods didn’t knowwhat else to do with me,so they made me dangerousand called…
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[july 9th]
I didn’t know that message would be the last. Just one more silence in a string of almosts. No explanation. No goodbye. Just the quiet click of you choosing not to answer— and me, still hoping for a reply I knew wouldn’t come. No note. No apology. Just an echo of everything I thought was…
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[To My Love]
I’m sorry,for not being whole,for not giving you the love I know you deserve.I wish I could hand you somethingthat wasn’t fractured—a heart that hasn’t been worn downby ghosts of a love I lost before you. I try,so hard,to be the woman who holds you completely,but how do I give you everythingwhen I can’t even…
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[Thirteen Years]
Thirteen years,and it still feels like I’m waking up in the middle of a stormthat hasn’t stopped raging.You stole so much more than a love I believed in,you stole a piece of me,a part that now only existsin memories I can’t touchand a heart I can’t repair. I was innocent then,believing in forever,believing in promises…
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[Mendacious Man]
You walked in like a sonnet,all perfect rhythm and practiced rhyme,whispering words so sweetI never thought to check for poison. You made me feel chosen.Like the only one, the forever one.Like fate itself had wrapped me in silk and goldand placed me at your feet. You looked at me like I was a masterpiece,spoke my…
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[blueprints]
I’m still pissed that you took the future you promised me and left me holding the empty space, like I’m supposed to fill it with things I never even asked for. You told me over and over, “we’re in this together.” You said it like it was fact, like we were writing our story, page…
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[bitter love]
I loved you like it was my damn job—the kind of love that scars,the kind of love that wraps its arms around your neckand refuses to let go. I held you like you were the last thing I’d ever touch,and somehow, you became the first thing I’d lose. I loved you in every corner of…
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[Why]
Why is she the onewho wears the promises we made?The vows I stitched to the sleeves of my skin,all the futures I pressed into my palms,carefully,until he let them sliplike a breath caught too deep. I wanted the life she gets to call hers.I wanted the pieces he promisedbut never gave me.Instead, I stand in…
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[the ghost of you]
He fed me lies,wrapped in sweet words,like candy coated poison—and I devoured them,starved for love,starved for anythingthat felt like care,only to realize I was devouring my own destruction. He swore he loved me—what a fucking joke.Lips that spoke of foreverwhile his hands were alreadydipping into someone else’s heart.And when I caught him,he spun a new…
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