I'm looking back on the things that were saved.
Just me, alone in my room, a blasphemous beauty bemoaning all the wrongs
We committed, you and I.
I'm reading everything: the poetry, the apologies,the electronic lost-love letters,
From then to now, a path left marking the individual spots
Where we stopped and prayed.
You have a way with titles. I never told you. I wish I had.
Even though the rhymes were bad, your finest moment was at the start.
I wish I'd learned perfect endings, but I was too young to consider such words.
I'm examining the heels on the shoes I wore back then that I have long discarded.
I no longer wobble on stilettos, parading for peers and pushing my luck.
I'd rather go barefoot, strong. Honest.
At least then, when the twisted pulp of your heart is laid to waste beneath my foot
I'll feel it in the moment instead of later.
Instead of now.
Life is simple.
When you love someone and they love you back, you hold on tight.
I owe you an apology, I think.
I don't know why I want to hold out this blighted soul in this crippled paw
Towards such an abhorrent wretch as yourself.
But that's the way it is.
Maybe in spite of everything, or maybe just for spite, I want you to love me still.
Maybe I want to tell you I looked back on the hearts I have broken.
I realized that all the owners have had green eyes and all those youths survived.
Maybe I want to ask you what you remember because I no longer do.
Maybe it's because of that picture you took, the one I look beautiful in.
I think, no matter what the reason, I'm doing it because I'm selfish.
Maybe that's not a bad thing to be.
But I don't call.
I don't write.
I have a reason.
It is because:
Life is simple and when you love someone the way I love him, you obey.
Author notes
Just a little rehashing and the words I don't think I'll ever be able to say.
I've been thinking a lot about my past lately.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009.If you were to write a letter and never send it, what would it say?
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"I no longer wobble on stilettos, parading for peers and pushing my luck.
I'd rather go barefoot, strong. Honest."
This is amazing. It shows growth and confusion and everything in between. When I have a little more time, I think I'll answer the question above.
Love the poem, love you.
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yes! definitely come back and answer my question!
love you too, sweets.
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reflection is good. i like the heel comparison, very vivid. i think you have more courage than you know. i love you
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I love your poems, every last one of them, you amaze me
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wow. You know, maybe you don't need to say some things because, maybe he always knew.
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This was good. It had a amazing flow too it. This was very well written. I found this really enjoyable too read. I liked this. Anyways. Keep up the good work.
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