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Amy Jan 2020
I wanted to turn off today
because saving the world is exhausting.
It was the same exhaustion that plagued your face last night,
in between spoonfuls from your indistinguishable plastic red cup.

What a privilege to be able to save the world
instead of being the one who needs saving.

I think that's what drives me to leave,
the feeling that, no matter where I turn,
comfort means ignorance, willfully blind.

I don't know if it'll be any different anywhere else,
but what if he never explored the Giverny?
We would be lost without the Water Lillies.
Amy Dec 2019
So it seems
Any new space that is taken up
New voice spoken louder than before
Comes at the cost of you.
More than ever,
You feel alone
With only the castaways and stranded
to keep you company.

Instead, stand with us
Let us be your partners.
For you too, your sweet blue eyes,
Your charming ways,
Those too are not to be taken advantage of.

My space does not mean less for you
My voice does not mean your silence
Together, we can stand united
For a better, more equal land to roam.
Amy Nov 2019
Just tuned up enough
to tune in.
Amy Nov 2019
No reply is a reply
Silence says it all.
There is another option
Remember if he calls.

If you are the fly,
Don’t get caught up in the web.
Your wings and words get stuck,
Keep them to yourself instead.

Remind yourself love will come
Your heart will fully mend
A square does not fit into a circle
And there is no need to pretend.

So when they pull you in
With a text or with a call
Remember that the wisest
Don’t say anything at all.
Amy Oct 2019
I know there’s magic in you
I knew first time we met.
You’ve always held me tight,
At times, something I regret.
But in the end it's you
You’ve always been the one,
To love me when I can’t be
and lift me like the sun.
I barely speak your language
Our love can be the gun
To shoot you with the sadness
Like a needle, take the plunge.
Dive deeper to the bottom,
I’ll be with you the whole time.
Don’t know if it’s darkness, light, or love,
Either way we’re going blind.
Amy Sep 2019
The smoked expanded into the wind like water color,
Rolling as it disappeared into the moon.
“Nothing is permanent”
Your voice whimsical and airy in my memory now.
“Even when it feels like it,
Even if you lay down roots and start a family.
You can always change,
You are free to be whomever you want.”
Your words spoke to me last night, my dear friend.
And reminded me.
So, I close my eyes and jump.
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