Tag: love
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Brown
Since my green eyes opened and saw the world for the very first time, the idea of a soulmate had its inception. It took turning fifteen for my brain to consciously understand what the longing was. I thought a constant aching was normal. I met someone in the school hallway before graduating. His eyes sinking…
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Lovers’ Tonic 🔮
When we met, I felt lighting strike. Turning the sand inside me to glass ornaments. Twinkling in his sun, spinning on a string.He didn’t reciprocate my love and he took my ornaments for granted.I should have moved on.But I can’t.I dream of his honey eyes.Being in his gaze is like sitting in eternal golden hour.…
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You, but in another Dimension
Last night I dreamt of you. But this didn’t feel like you. The version of you that wore tan denim, a circle crease in your back pocketfrom years of carrying tobacco. Pale skin fading, blue eyes dissolving. This version of you didn’t have aform. Bones were just sticks that fell from trees, tendons weren’t intimatelyknown,…
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Healing is Mine
I don’t want to make my healing about you, so I do my best to forget. But five years is a long time and I find your sour words appearing while Iwash dishes. Blue suds on my hands, the words, “You needed that.” Foaming fromyour mouth. You flounder off of me, a place you weren’t…
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Orange
I found a bar of soap that smelled of her. It teleported me from the Whole Foods produce section to getting ready in her bathroom. Pink shag carpet, fuzzy grass around my ankles. A boot made of heavy metal in the corner. I used to imagine crawling inside of it when I was younger. “Come…
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Blue
Blue was the color of the town I grew up in. In December the entire town became coated in it. A pale blue, a warm blue that hung in a string around the belly of a Christmas tree. Under the gas station sign, the snow turned a florescent blue. The buzzing bulb reflected on the…
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Red
Remember my red nails all over you? Slipping your shirt from your head, messy hair. Your rib cage large, my fingers feeling in between their cracks, searching for something red and beating. I never found it, and neither did you. You wore a red sweatshirt that entire winter. I think you wanted to show you…
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Emerald
Stubborn. I can see it in her eyes when she’s made up her mind. They are firm, almost terrifying. She wins again and it infuriates me and yet, I am proud of her. She’s become so independent, sometimes her lack of desire for connection or love for that matter, surprises me. But I never forget…
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Silver
My parent’s hair is graying. I see thin silver strands hanging from their roots. My dad has a silver beard, I see him for the first time in a year and it startles me as it brushes against my cheek. When did he grow older? I feel my chest tighten at his new wrinkles, the…
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Navy
The shadow beneath your arm bent in a crook. Angled, in thought. You’re quiet, as you are when you’re lost in an idea. I would give anything to be inside your mind. Walking through the gray creases, putting my hand inside, wet, and cool, to see what I’d find. Something deep, smooth, a hint of…
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