That night I sat in a parked car smoking a cigarette; staring straight out the windshield hoping I wouldn’t have to look him in the eye. I felt his eyes on me, even though I couldn’t see him. His gaze felt burning and intense, like he was concentrating on seeing through my skin.
I knew he wanted to know exactly why
I was staring at everything but him.
Avoidance is a beautiful thing
When your tongue doesn’t know where to begin
And your heart doesn’t know where to stop.
The orange light from our cigarettes seemed out of place; everything from the sky to the tips of our fingers was tinted blue. Finally, I exhaled. I realized I had been holding my breath the entire time, as if wishing it would make me slowly disappear from the driver’s seat. But I realized I was still there. I took another drag from the cigarette and chased down the smoke with cold air. I exhaled again and turned to face him.
“I need help,” I said. And I was right because
Sometimes, it’s tough to piece together
A girl who isn’t supposed to be broken.
That’s when he held my hand in both of his
And said, “that’s what I’m for.”
Author notes
fuck.
<3
A contest entry
- prose. by orangepeeling.
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and now the flames are burning me in my bed.
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fuck?
i live to "help" others, and im a stellar lover... one thing you must remember.. you rise and fall on your own accord.. the best anyone else can be is some helpful motivation, which hopefully is a mutual exchange, if not, ive world's to speak about draining yourself dry.. we all, ourselves, are a little obsessed with our beauty in brokenness.. but no worries, all this.. this.. life.. taste.. rush.. passion.. faith and worry.. solace and storm, we share it, we write to give form and let others sample and we are not alone.. more importantly darling.. I dont see you broken.. you exsist no differently than i at least. n.... "I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together." or something.
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This is beautiful. I just happened to come over this poem and I think this is so beautiful.
Keep writing!!
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