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Jade May 2014
You think I don't see you
Oh no...but I do.
You feel I don't know you
Oh no...but I do.

A mind so old
Saddled with a young soul
Deceives the sharpest eye
Passing through guarded hearts.

Oh no...just not mine.
Jade Apr 2014
Tomorrow is another day
But yesterday is still today
What's gone is lost and will never come back
The lessons learnt always make me squirm with hurt
But I'll get stronger each time
So turn around and walk away
Jade Apr 2014
You act like everything's okay,
So I shall treat you that way,
Until the day you decide,
That you don't want to stay away.

It's alright for things to be this way,
You're not ready yet
I won't try to make you sway.


Even if I want to -
I can't make you stay.
Jade Mar 2014
The fork in the road
Two halves of a whole
Which side will you take?
What choice will you make?

Will you smile away and say
Your choice was right
Or will you fade away?
Hoping that time will turn back one day?
Jade Sep 2013
Sometimes.
No, almost all the time,
I think I,
When I,
Look at you hard enough,
It's almost as if you're real,
Bright, like starlight,
Shining diamond in the rough,
I see you still with my eyes shut tight.

Bright, too bright,
Painful to look at.
You scare me like that,
Yet I'm still drawn to you,
It is a fact.

Bright, too bright,
I will hide from your light.
Jade Aug 2013
You, with your wondering eyes and fair skin,
I wish I could spend an afternoon with you,
Again--just like we used to,
But you've gone with your new girl,
And--as much as I want to,
I just can't take that away from you.

I hope one day you'll recall
The words you wrote well
To me, in me, they will always have a place
I won't forget you, you knew me well--too well
Even if I have been washed away in the swell
Of your new memories.
Jade Aug 2013
Would you feel it if I shattered -
Hold me in pieces like I mattered?
If I told you I needed more than the moon
Would it hurt to pay attention?

Singing me sweet nothings
I can hear you, feel your breath on my skin.
If your words were worth its weight,
I swear; I wouldn't need the moon again.

But if, sweet, terrible, tantalisingly soft-
If,
This if,
Makes all the difference.
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