impermanence

fifty-nine.

𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆

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you tell me you love me
i feel light in my bones
it smells like early
morning sunlight
and a blood red rose

you make me feel happy
when things are alright
but in a second, the hurt
can bite

i will always give too much
of my soul away,
so when you leave
it hurts just enough

i wanted you like a
best friend, like a lover
but it doesn't work out
in the end
and i'm spiraling again

you peel my heart
like an orange
split it in half to share

you peel my heart
like an orange
and the acid stings
like an open wound

you peel my heart
like an orange
and take a bite of half
i love you but i'm
afraid
we'll always be destined to
fail

///

you feel like
morning blood

happy things,
second bite

always away,
leave it

you lover, but
the spiraling

my orange half

my orange acid wound

my orange half, but
afraid to
fail

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this is an interesting sort of poem for me, but the idea has been bouncing around in my head for a while— a poem inside of a poem. i wrote the top part first, then chose one word from every line to form the secondary poem. and i really like how it turned out! i hope you all enjoyed it too