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I won't expect your presence every second of the day through a screen that screams for us as we go on our way. I won't expect your presents with petals soft and red or plush and cotton animals with stuffing in their heads. I only hope you think of me when you buy a latte at the coffee shop and spill a drop on a stranger passing by. You'll sigh and let me know the awkward moment you experienced while we lie in bed, my head upon your chest, your hand pressed against my neck at 1:00 AM. I won't expect your happiness to glimmer in your eyes every night you're near me. I won't encourage lies. I want you to be honest if you're hurt or sad or sc

He feels like the rumble of low thunder in the distance. He hits me like cool mint when he's around, And when he's gone I am engulfed in white. As a faint sound flies from the corner, I wonder if he's painting on the canvas of my mind.

The mind is a wonderful terror. How absolutely horrid it is to be addicted to something, or someone. An illusion, a mirage in a drought, or a reflection on the water of something unseen. The dark plays tricks and sight can fail you Words hit with volume, but actions can speak. When there's nothing tangible present I am lost in the mists of uncertainty. Or the steam after a hot shower...

Life begins And then It tells you to love You do You lose But realize you've won when Life ends And then Your loved ones win From one life lost That made lovers of them.

What is love, The girl you hate so much you want to kiss her? Who challenges each word you say good, or bad, or neither. Who draws you near, To push you back, To beckon you much closer, And force you to surrender Any inkling of control. She teases you and plays with you And leads you to believe her, And you stay up at night Thinking that you've lost a lover, Until the morning when You wake and feel her more than ever, Closer to your heart than she had ever been before. And then the routine starts once more and runs over and over. You question why and how Are you still standing right beside her? And then you realize that she

Light fades to a pale blue The heat hits my face and the glare fills my vision and nothingness has never felt better The numbness fades into the ocean With each wave your name is blurred But the burn of the sun holds your memory As my skin gleams red your name is gone but the shards of your love remain.