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Cheyenne May 13
I miss myself.
Not me now,
but before.

Before I grew older,
and learned awful things.
Before I stopped wearing sundresses,
and pigtails in my hair.

I miss the me that didn't fall apart like glass.
I miss the me that didn't have false hope
that everything would get better.
I miss the me that didn't run from her problems.

I want the me who wanted to stand on the sun,
and reach for the clouds.
I want the me who only cried over a dropped ice cream cone,
or a broken toy.
I want the me who always smiled wide enough,
that you could see her tongue through her gapped teeth.

I want to be what I was.
I want to be happy.
I want to not care what others think.
I want to not be rocks at the bottom of the lake.

I long not to be myself.
I long to be the version that people liked,
and wanted.
Cheyenne May 13
Give me a name.
Give me a title that I will only hear,
when it drifts from your soft lips.

Don't call me by the simple name I have now.
A name I never wanted,
nor asked for.

I long for the name
that makes you think of sweeter things.
Like sugar.
Like the sun.

I want the name that comes to mind
when I am held in your sight,
or in the back of your thoughts.

Would it be nicer?
Would it be longer or shorter?
Would my new name be simple,
or a mouthful?

Or maybe I don't want a new name at all.
Maybe I just want you to look into my eyes,
and claim me by the name I have now.

I want you to call me by the name you love most.
I pray it's my name.
  May 13 Cheyenne
The Blue Bottles
For every one of your tragedies
I will write happy endings

For every one of your bad days
I will help make good ones

For every one of your break downs
I will be there to pick you up

For every skipped meal
I will treat you to comfort

For every forgotten memory
I will make new ones with you

For every forgotten line
A daisy for the courage to try

For every tear shed
A smile shared

For every scar
A star

You are gold
And I, yellow.
Love you big dawg, thanks for everything.
  May 12 Cheyenne
Blue Sapphire
Let's not fight any war today
Let's not die today
Let us all live one more day
Let us steal a day from the clutches of death
Heaven can wait for one more day.

Let's enjoy one last meal with our loved ones
Enjoy our favorite movie one last time
Dance to the tune of our favorite songs
Visit the place where we have first met our soulmates.
Let us make it the best day of our lives
And finally say goodbye to one another.
Let's just live one more day.
Before death comes to take us away.
  May 9 Cheyenne
Varg
Oh, darling,
When will you understand?
My heart beats only for you,
and if one day I cease to love you,
then I shall cease to be.
For our love floats in the air,
in every drop of gentle rain,
in every sunbeam of a beautiful dawn.
My love for you is my entire life.

This unreturned love
will never feel like a punishment.
That you are part of my mind and heart
is my greatest blessing.
And if I must gaze at you from afar
for the rest of my life,
I will do so proudly.
To see the woman of my life for eternity?
It will be my greatest pleasure..
  May 9 Cheyenne
Sherri Woodman
Today I got a hug, out of the blue                                                             ­     
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and it even came with an "I love you''                                                            ­    
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Such a simple kind gesture                                                          ­                                                  
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  It brought me such pleasure                                                         ­                     
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It picked me up when I felt down                                                             ­                       
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  turned my day totally around                                                           ­                 
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  Just when I thought no one cared                                                            ­            
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someone loved me, someone shared
Cheyenne May 9
I like to think you would do anything for me.
But as I lie in the dark
in silence,
I begin to wonder...
Would you?

Would you glue my glass edges back together,
after I fall apart on the floor?
When I collapse in a fit of sobs,
would you hold me and dry my tears?

I wait for the chance for you to prove these things to me.
To show that you care.
But when it comes down to saving me...
Would you?
I overthink a lot
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