stolen moments

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goooood morning! hope you enjoy this poem :) it's called "stolen moments" and i honestly got the inspo because i'm ALWAYS writing random prose on post-it notes haha <3

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you're

stealing moments

writing down

whimsical words

on yellow post-its

stained with circles

from coffee cups

claiming they're for

posterity

when really it's just

that you can't

bear

to give up on your

imagination

on some

dream

you had a long

time ago

before life

dug its claws into you

and never let

go

before heartbreak

was something that

knew you like

an old friend

before

sadness

was an emotion

you felt too

often

before you knew

what it was

to cry an

ocean

and the

whimsical words

are not going to be

found

by whoever

lives

in your little

apartment

after you

they will never

know

the sharpie scrawls

on yellow squares

and the smell of

coffee

that lingers

too

they will never

know

the tears that fell

onto your

pillowcase

or the sobs

heard only by

ghosts

and god

before you

fell asleep

the person who

sits down

at your desk

will only smile

brush away the

dust

put down their

books

and their thoughts

in a journal

or on a piece of

paper

with tea bag

stains

instead of

coffee ones

in stolen moments

of their own

writing down

perhaps

equations

or perhaps

words

either way

the yellow post-its

will end up in the

trash

taken out on

wednesday night

before the

garbage man comes

to take them away

the way that

life

took away your

will to

dream

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