June 15, 2017
figuratively,
we were fine.
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dialogues 1
June 14, 2017
the warmth of hell is about what
you needed to revive yourself from the
cold of the drink
that you never should have
had
all those
nights
ago.
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June 13, 2017
i was taught that the somber sound of books
wasn’t used for study,
and now all i want
is to feel the weight of
all your words on me.
(because of you,)
i have a special
liking for libraries.
cult (the end)
June 12, 2017
3.
you counted
the wandering lost souls in the
dark while
i fed upon your tears like it was the only thing that
mattered.
to think that i
would have lived an eternity with your
breath upon my shoulders,
when
the lights still shined on in
nights without
you.
remind yourself that you matter,
love.
cult (cont.)
June 11, 2017
2.
how many times have
you lied
to the stars at
night?
have you ever
noticed
her taking
sips from her
cocktail
just to convince herself
that she’s
drunk
(and not living
in the words you
fabricated)?
cult
June 10, 2017
1.
i was nailed to
your religion;
apparently desperation was a stronger drug
than love.
so you let me
fall too deep in-
to
my addiction to
the thought of everything
you couldn’t
recover from.
a dedication to the wandering
June 9, 2017
you don’t realize
it, but you taught
me
that
heartbeats
can’t
express emotions,
love.
my heart may
have stopped for
you
long ago,
but don’t
mistake
my silence
for an eternal death to diamonds.
because of you, I’ve
come
to realize how
much prettier
crystals can be than
anything you
ever
did;
for nothing sacred is ever eternal.
