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Hannah May 2015
just when i thought i was over you
you re-enter, in my dreams
doing the same  **** thing
that made me fall in love

in the first place
you're honestly the only one who's ever been so intimate as a guy friend and i don't know whether i like it and i just. i thought i was over you but my dreams say otherwise. are they only dreams?
Hannah May 2015
its out of the blue
completely unrelated times like these when
****, do i miss you

when i would see the flaws in your face
and you, the bad habits of my hands

when our breaths would mix
and create a concoction never meant to exist

when you made me feel like absolute ****
and i loved and craved it

when our body heat burned
and our chemicals reacted

when i watched you fall asleep
and i would lie awake and dream
of what could be

when your arm would be around me
and i looked up and saw a (potential) future

but these days are in the past, gone
an idiotic, stupid, immature
(if only there were more words)
mistake, my mistake

now, life moves on
but I'm stuck, trapped
in a vicious cycle
that always takes me back
to you
exaggeration but nonetheless what it meant to me
Hannah May 2015
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Secrets, I do not wish to keep
But if I don't, how am I to sleep?
Hannah May 2015
Home is where the heart is
At least, that's what they say

But what if
Your heart has been
c  h  o  p  p  e  d
splintered     k
b                 o                             n
   r                            e
Into a million pieces

Each part belonging
To a different
Person, place, time
Hannah May 2015
Who will teach me how
To love again, when? Now?

Hunger fills me, the worst kind
It doesn't go away.

Difficult to be filled, but impossible?
I sure hope not

Come to me, embrace me
Love me, like never before
Hannah May 2015
I am a pearl
In the warm embrace of a mollusk
Something beautiful, glorious
But with its own secrets

I am guarded, walls up high
The mollusk moulds me
Thinks it knows every part of me
But alas, that is not the case

I was placed in the mollusk, a grain of sand
But the ones that know me better
Are my fellow sand grains
Hard, but smooth as one

They know everything about me
They know my past
They know my present
They will know my future

As I emerge from the mollusk
So do they, from theirs
We come together, to form something
Gloriously beautiful

While we journey with
Pearls who know our true face
We must never forget the mollusks
Who shaped us from sand
our parents are the mollusks, yes we have everything to thank them for, for raising us, for making us the good people we are today. but they do not know all our secrets. friends will always know each other the best, and will grow up (and old) together. but of course, we must never forget our mollusks.
Hannah Apr 2015
As I act as a medium
For conversations between lovers
I watch them fall deeper
And deeper in love

I watch as everyone around me
Falls in love ever so sweetly
While I am here
With *no one
alas, this is my life. close to love but so far.
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