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Ask me when it's easier,
Ask when you have time.
Ask when it's raging want,
Or when it's gone benign.
Tell me it in confidence,
Or let it just slip out.
Tell me when it's full of hope,
Or when it's lost in doubt.
Speak of it to everyone,
Or keep it to yourself.
Speak it to keep it alive,
Or hide it on a shelf.
Mean it when I need someone,
Or make me think you do.
Mean it if I'm hurting you,
Or abandon it on que.
Think of it when I'm with you,
Or let it slip your mind.
Think of it when I have gone,
Or leave me far behind.
~Hitomi
Ask when you have time.
Ask when it's raging want,
Or when it's gone benign.
Tell me it in confidence,
Or let it just slip out.
Tell me when it's full of hope,
Or when it's lost in doubt.
Speak of it to everyone,
Or keep it to yourself.
Speak it to keep it alive,
Or hide it on a shelf.
Mean it when I need someone,
Or make me think you do.
Mean it if I'm hurting you,
Or abandon it on que.
Think of it when I'm with you,
Or let it slip your mind.
Think of it when I have gone,
Or leave me far behind.
~Hitomi
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+Made For You 26C - BL+
Made For You Chapter 26 (Part C): Three Words
Warning: Multiple mentions and descriptions of vomit/ing.
Cameron couldn't see an end to the discomfort and anxious atmosphere of the holiday party. It was a silly thing to think, but it felt normal when he couldn't come up with any sort of excuse to leave or a solution to fix the problem caused by his outburst. He'd let something ugly out when it should have been contained. Now the damage was done, and the other guys were tip-toeing their conversation around him, their very presence around him. Separating themselves from him entirely yet not completely cutting him out. They no longer tal
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Im sorry
I am sorry you had to see me cry
and watch me hurt myself
I am sorry for all the tears you shed
and friends that were lost
I am sorry for the nights you sat
drunk with pain
I am sorry for the days you waited
for me in vain
I am sorry for the cold blue eyes
you look into when I am near
I wish you could understand
my love for you is real
I hope you realize I am sorry for everything
and that I want everything to be better
we can go away
escape reality
make our dreams come true
when everything is over...
we will still be me and you
Literature
Those two words.
My cheeks are getting red, I feel it.
I'm biting at my lip- a childhood nervous habit I can't quit- until my sister gives me a solid glare as if say "Wtf. Stop it."
And I do.
My heart skips a beat as I think of those words.
The words I'll be saying soon.
Minutes, even.
I'm nervous. No.. Excited?
I bow my head, trying to hide my cheeks, again.
I toy with my curls a bit.
All down. No straightened bangs I used to have as a teen.
I loved them, but you always said you loved my curls.
And, hell, I always wanted what you wanted.
I hear faint scrapes of chair on the ground, pulling me out of my own head.
I look up to see eve
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A poem from the viewpoint of a person who wants to be loved and is afraid to be neglected.
Writing time: less than 5 mins.
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I like really well done you can feel the emotion.....nice job.