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Reflections Off Dusty Windowsills.

I felt intoxicated from my distinctive memories
when I staggered over paper-clipped photographs
that were once pinned against my door,
so it was almost as if the butterflies escaped my stomach
and bewildered within my lungs
when you questioned my motives or daunting emotions
and insisted that I was nothing short
of a 'bad liar'

      so how did it feel;

when I shoved my shriveled heart in your face
and gave you an open opportunity to take advantage
of the only part of me that held
my immune system back from ultimately crashing[?]
      did it make you feel more like a man,
          exhaling temptation with every breath
                and inhaling self-absorbed solitude
                    with every thought of me you [condoned?]

      -or maybe I made you up inside my head.

My navy-blue nail polish is chipping from my fingernails
with every solemnly written letter scribbled with thoughts
that have captured every empty chasmn between my bones;
you reel me in,
only to toss me back out into my ocean of regret & disappointments
and I can't live like that anymore;

'Are you okay, beautiful?'
          [you asked as if you memorized the melodies of my heartstrings]
'I'll be fine. & for now, fine will just have to be good enough.'
          [& I answered as if my heart wasn't trapped within the glands of my throat]

-I never admitted to the desperation of your appearance
that somehow made my entire day complete,
only to leave me incomplete by the end of the night;
but I know you think about it
I know you think about me
          maybe not nearly as much as I think about you,
but you can't deny the mutual feeling that lingered with every glance,
      every[frown]smile,
          every[lie]word,
            & every[intention]touch,

because you undoubtedly have held the key
this entire time
and every time it's you
who opens the door to these obscene moments in time
until we're nothing more
than reflections off another dusty windowsill

and a month ago I would've yearned to change that,
but now,
I'm no longer willing nor do I have the mentality
          to turn that around.♥

Author notes

This is actually pretttty personal.

Hopefully it's all right I needed inspirationnn. I haven't written for awhile
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  • lowercase prelude gold member
    December 18, 2008

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    even though this was very personal and may have been hard to write, you did so very well

    your emotions were very genuine and hurt to read, some more than others. it gave the reader a look into your pain and the imagery of the scene was almost like you captured a scene in a movie and wrote about it

    excellent piece

  • jadeangyal
    November 29, 2008

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    " [you asked as if you memorized the melodies of my heartstrings]"
    Beautiful imagery. It tells the tale of a compelling and desperate love.
    " every[frown]smile,
    every[lie]word,
    & every[intention]touch,"
    This must have been difficult for you to write. Thanks for sharing such a personal experience.


  • MaliceInWonderland
    November 23, 2008
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    I totally forgot to applaud:P


  • MaliceInWonderland
    November 23, 2008

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    again, lovely, but I don't think I'll ramble so much this timelet's just suffice it to say, you're beautiful, and I want to eat your brain.....

    don't mind me, I'm a bit odd


  • catalyst.
    November 14, 2008

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    every[frown]smile,
    every[lie]word,
    & every[intention]touch,

    I know I've said it before but I will say it again
    I absolutely adore the way you think.
    You took the prompt to a whole knew level and used it in a way I would have never expected. This really touched me personally and the ending summed up it wonderful.
    The imagery was powerful and really packed a punch.

    I could go on, but I'll sum it up.

    Beautiful, absolutely beautiful.


  • c e ll a r . d oo r
    November 13, 2008

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    wow. this was deep & emotional & jam packed with powerful imagery.

    i literally cried through like the last 2 stanza type things, because they are exactly how i'm feeling lately.

  • catalyst.
    November 13, 2008
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    Your title is
    Reflections off Dusty Windowsills

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