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white canvas

I learned how much “I miss you” really meant in the course of 2 days
and that forever meant
3 hours...
seconds hung on my lips
and this paper stayed blank

I haven’t dreamt in 5 days
or seen stars in 6
you said I was sticking..  I reminded you of phlegm and you coughed me up


I was cliché


in two years I forgot how to pronounce his name
and how much we used to love sing alongs...
and I danced on breakfast tables
while he slowly drank his coffee

I forgot how I used to love to dance

the stale feeling overcomes me I have been here
twice before and I hate how you
pull strings
maybe I was just too  needy
but
I didn’t forget how I hated that you are never straightforward and preached philosophy
You are just as lost as the rest of us.

and I’m grasping at straws
its entropy all over again
I just want to understand.


I forgot I wrote you stupid love songs




I miss you
come home.,
but this time for real
like that time
I found you
in my dreams.

like the day
you said I was amazing.

Author notes

thanks for treating me like i was just a cliché part of your past
that you can paint over and start new on

i am no white canvas
and i dont intend to be
i dont even know what to say.

i realise this is so horrible
but its been so long since i have written anything
i am rusty....

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  • broken-colours
    February 13

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    this wasn't horrible, sweetie.
    I mean, it wasn't your best, I will say that, but it wasn't horrible in the slightest.

    I love the style this is written in. I don't know how to describe it, but it's interesting & flows well.

    lovely dear.
    <3


  • letters to no one
    January 9

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    "I didn’t forget how I hated that you are never straightforward and preached philosophy
    You are just as lost as the rest of us."

    Yeah, people like that irritate me.

    "I forgot I wrote you stupid love songs"

    I hate when I come across stuff like that I've written for people who don't deserve it.

    I likes,
    Shelly
    x


  • x-Valiant-x
    December 30, 2008

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    in two years I forgot how to pronounce his name
    and how much we used to love sing alongs...
    I miss you
    come home.,
    but this time for real
    like that time
    I found you
    in my dreams.

    just beautifull suchh imageryy


  • najji
    December 29, 2008

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    you're not rusty.

    god. this makes me want to go punch someone in the face for some reason.

    'maybe I was just too needy'

    i know what needy is, and you're not.
    amazing. <33


  • Kiss the girl--x
    December 29, 2008

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    'in two years I forgot how to pronounce his name
    and how much we used to love sing alongs...
    and I danced on breakfast tables
    while he slowly drank his coffee

    I forgot how I used to love to dance

    the stale feeling overcomes me I have been here
    twice before and I hate how you
    pull strings'

    i lovelovelove those lines, the idea of being stale, and dancing on tables, i love the imagery you create

    ♥


  • etoile
    December 29, 2008

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    one of my favourite poems EVER.
    this is beautiful♥
    i love the beginning part the best. the whole hours/days thing blew me away.
    and i love the title


  • hks
    December 28, 2008
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    :\


    your a great writer.

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