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Ellie Geneve Dec 2016
Hearts are bleeding
in all these chests,
but how could they know
when their hearts
already embody blood?
Ellie Geneve Dec 2016
My eyes keep seaching for you
and my fingers keep longing for your touch

Do you know how many times
I think of you and hold my breath?

And when someone mentions you,
the clouds make space for the sunshine,
the ocean tide disappears
and the earth stops rotating

Forgive me please
for not telling you
that I'd rather be a molecule of oxygen
in your lungs for ten seconds
than a minute apart from you

They speak about addiction
with such disdain
but how do I explain
that my addiction to you
is the only reason I'm still sane?

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
walk around the balcony
and pray to God
we'll find each other again
Ellie Geneve Dec 2016
I run my hands through my hair
and touch a pit on the back of my skull

I whisper to the air
"Wow, I forgot I had that scar,"

So easily does your body accommodate,
in the absence of a once living part

Your broken heart should only wait
For other sensations to impart
Neuroplasticity allows the neurons (nerve cells) in the brain to compensate for injury and disease and to adjust their activities in response to new situations or to changes in their environment.
Ellie Geneve Dec 2016
If you ask me where I live,
I'd say "under your nail bed"
where its yellow,
blue and red

Horever, I live in dread
for I can grow out of you
and not one tear would be shed
Ellie Geneve Dec 2016
REM
Burn your tongue
if it tries to speak my name
and crack your skull
when your brain thinks of me

Pain wakes you up
and you need that, honey

For why would any man
not diving in deep sleep
be in love with me?
Ellie Geneve Dec 2016
I wanna be able to unleash you
dauntlessly.
Because I trust that you will return back home
to me.
Ellie Geneve Dec 2016
Don't be afraid
of admitting mistakes
like running on top
a bridge that might break

don't deny your conscious
the possibility of change
some days after you've ignored its voice
you will hear its faint whispers

I promise you,
its never too late to change

Don't underestimate the power
of apologies

I find it fascinating
how one word
can change a person
and his entire world
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