i.I've tried, you know? To pretend I'm not broken. To pretend that his arms around me fit better than yours ever could, but how can I force two pieces together when we belong to different puzzles?
ii.
But pain is temporary and love is kind and sometimes it takes a bit of gloom before the sun can shine through.
iii.
I saw you buying a coffee yesterday, Black with too much cream. and I don't think it's very fair that my fingers can still twitch and my heart can still shatter at the slightest quirk of your lips.
iv.
Your phone's been disconnected. I tried calling it last week but all I heard was a dial tone, and I thought these things only happened in movies but there's a voicemail you left me two months ago where you whispered those three words, eight letters, and I've been listening to it ever since.
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stardust & silk
Poetrya series of poetry i've written throughout the years that somehow comes together to tell a story