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 6d esmee
mysterie
your face,
infront of mine --
you look so heavenly
up close.
your breath grazes mine,
our noses
almost touch...
but i blink,
and you're gone. 
you're just a figment
of my imagination.
date wrote: 25/6
Someone once read my words
and told me that I had this ability
to sum up heartbreak so beautifully
I laughed,
shook my head,
and wished I really couldn't.
 6d esmee
alia
Let’s not sleep—
let’s overthink!
Let’s rethink
every awkward blink.

Let’s write a novel
in our head,
then cry about
what we should’ve said.

Sleep is boring.
Peace is fake.
Let’s spiral till
the morning breaks.
 6d esmee
B
You are
so right that it feels wrong
like citrus fruit in January
you are my siren song
sour becomes something sweet
when you linger on it for too long.
 6d esmee
lizie
baby,
when i say i love you
i’m half-asleep
and whole in it.

you’re the reason
i don’t need
a wind-down.

i close my eyes
and fall
into you.
i only say “goodnight, i love you” when i’m already half-asleep. that’s how i know it’s real. i never stay up scrolling afterward because he’s the one who winds me down and revs me up all at once.
 6d esmee
Mélissa
Words weren't always
meant to hurt this much
but men were always good at making
weapons
out of anything.

— The End —