u/Charade_96

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If There's No Heartbreak...

If there's no heartbreak, can I write?
You left me shattered
and I needed words
But now I'm healing, I'm thankful.

(I kinda miss the heartbreak.)

Maybe now I'll write about the swaying trees
The moon and its silvery beauty
Or how the afternoon sun glows
Or even the glint in his eyes
that's bringing me undone.

Are there ever enough words?

If I'm no longer sad
And my heart is healing
Do I still need to write?

Yes.

So even when you're long gone
From the last scarred corners of my heart
I will write
Not for you
Just for me.

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u/Charade_96 — 39 minutes ago

Come With Me

Let me pull you out of that darkness

Open the curtains

Come enjoy the day with me

There's life to be lived

And I want to live it with you.

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u/Charade_96 — 16 hours ago

But Do You Really?

But do you really?
I know I'm annoying
With my constant needs
Is this OK?
Am I OK?

I know you care
'I'm here for you babe'
You're amazing
And I'm lucky

But there's a deep wound
That's barely scarred over
From all the taunts
Telling me I wasn't enough

Every time they compared me to her
People I loved
Cut the deepest
'Curvy's just fat'

So please forgive me
If I ask again
Am I ok?
Do you still want me?

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u/Charade_96 — 1 day ago

But do you really?

I know I'm annoying
With my constant needs
Is this OK?
Am I OK?

I know you care
'I'm here for you babe'
You're amazing
And I'm lucky

But there's a deep wound
That's barely scarred over
From all the taunts
Telling me I wasn't enough

Every time they compared me to her
People I loved
Cut the deepest
'Curvy's just fat'

So please forgive me
If I ask again
Am I ok?
Do you still want me?

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u/Charade_96 — 1 day ago

The Poet

Your words paint pictures
Sorrows and joys
I listen.
Entranced.
Caught.

I wonder who writes
Such tales of woe
Bleeding words
then hope.
Sigh.

But what if we met
Would our walls fall
Or we'd stay
Hidden,
Lost.

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u/Charade_96 — 1 day ago

The Poet

Your words paint pictures
Sorrows and joys
I listen.
Entranced.
Caught.

I wonder who writes
Such tales of woe
Bleeding words
then hope.
Sigh.

But what if we met
Would our walls fall
Or we'd stay
Hidden,
Lost.

reddit.com
u/Charade_96 — 1 day ago