10 o'clock realizations of 6 o'clock mistakes.
Someone piece me back together
for your words are my poison
ripping me apart again and again.
I can't seem to help myself
[hoping they're not
and praying they are - meant for me.]

And I shouldn't be thinking of you
[any/this]way
but I'm weak.
It's hard to move on
with your eyes -
your concrete shoes - holding me down.
I'm sure this wasn't your intention
but as we've learned
even the best of intentions are wrong
sometimes.



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Like a snapshot in my mind:

You, Glistening perfection in a concrete jungle.
Me, trembling hands trying to break through the rubble.

I was so nervous I couldn't speak.
I wanted more than anything to be in your arms
and then I was.
I saw the reflection of myself in your eyes
and I was perfect.
The world around us ceased to exist.
There was only you
and me
and your fingers through my hair.



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And even now - light years later;
dreams of you wake me with a smile
as I wipe a tear from my cheek
[the one you once held so dearly]
I count the opportunities we're missing.

It all boils down to one thing:
We all make mistakes.
And I excell at it.



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You swore you'd return and I knew you would.
I mourned for your loss and walked away
not knowing where I was going
but going just the same.
And the world around me shattered
and I couldn't speak once again
I'll never be enough for you
Why even try to pretend?


- - - - - -- - - - -- - - -- - -


I tried to replace you once.
But a candle can never compare
to a shooting star.


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Every morning I wake up wishing you were there.

I keep my regrets in a glass on the nightstand
it's overflowing now.
I bought a second glass
with your name etched on the side.








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What do you do when
your life can be summed up by a question.


What was I thinking?


-


I could have had the world
we DID have the world.
And I thought you deserved more.
I can't give you the universe
I can only give you myself
That will never be enough.
So I left.



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Internal struggles are exhausting
and I fight for each breath
knowing we'll never share another sunrise.
I can't stand the thought of living every day
without you at my side
but I know I put myself here.

And I'll deal with it.



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I'm trying to get over you
but it's hard to forget
when you don't want to.


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"Let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam

And I never thought this life was possible
You’re the yellow bird that I’ve been waiting for"
                      -Bright Eyes

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