hello to my future ex it'll be nice to meet you and all your charm and i'm sorry, my dear part of me lives in the goodbye even before i meet the hello

i hear the silence after we touch for the last time but i also see neurons flash where our fingertips connect for the first time

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he tells me he loves me and i want to shatter into pieces

what is love? one shard asks is it love? another asks it must be! a third piece says did we want this?, says the quietest part

she loves me and i feel myself shatter at the edges

this is love, my parts say in dissonant voices do we still want love?, says the quietest part yes, i answer, but not like this

they loved me and i shattered into pieces but i shall reassemble myself anyway missing the pieces each one took with them but whole nonetheless

#poetry

it hurts like a never-ending sigh seized my lungs the way your hand held my heart more carelessly than gently and the way my heart held on to every unequal compromise until we both let go confused by the chasm between us and the air i breathe ignites

#poetry

i have a soft spot for angels they never came for me in my darkest nights but i still dream of them in the daylight noble and fair creatures who defend ugliness

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in the hour when all is stripped bare

in the shadows before sunrise

i whispered to you:

yes, i did mean for it to hurt you

and all quiet-like, you said to me:

so did i

and so healed we, together

in the dawn of our confessions

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