If only if only

I find myself wishing I could repeat it

I’m not the one wanting to hurt you

I’m not the one wanting

But useless

How can I see through fair eyes only this world that isn’t what I meant it to be?

You, and You

You make me, in wanting to reach you, cut out little shapes in the paper and throw the dust upon you

Happier skies over there over there

So near yet far beyond ever coming within my grasp

I imagine our first meeting

As you revealing it’s not our first meeting

Implied reading

The way there’s no time

And you had no time for me

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  1. Pytho Black Avatar

    How would you know, if there was something I wrote for you? It’s embarrassing, to have to say, I wrote something for you, and hope you would at least look at it, without ever knowing how you responded, I know, I could put “for you” in the tags, and “for you” as a category. No, that wouldn’t work. This situation is really stupid though, it makes no sense. It makes you seem less real!

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  2. Pytho Black Avatar

    i have become frustrated, and when i get frustrated, i always give up.

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  3. Pytho Black Avatar

    some people speak in tongues. you only speak in poems. wtf?

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