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Angie S Nov 2017
i wonder what your name
looks like in my handwriting
if i weren't as shy as i am
i would have overcrowded a notebook
just of the way your i's are dotted
what frightens me is that
your hands don't agonize over my name
don't at least motion the symbols in the air
much less write them
and i wonder what my name
looks like in your handwriting
if you curl the e the same i would curl yours
or if you bestow your personal touch upon it
either way it would look beautiful
i would adore any name you'd write for me

i wonder what your name
looks like in my handwriting
but honestly i worry that
i cannot do it justice
wrote this one in 5 minutes. i'm procrastinating and i'm stressed and insert more negative things here. worst of all, i am still chased by one thought, and i worry i cannot do anything about it.

i'm nervous to write it, but if i had to write just one thing for the rest of my life, it would be those letters that make up your name.
Mary-Rose H Nov 2017
Winter peeks
shyly
into early November,
d  o  t  t  i  n  g
the grass with white flakes-
but,
by midday,
she retreats from
all the
attention.
We never get snow this early!
The truth what I told u
I love you
I really do,
Don’t know why but I just love you,
Don’t know whether it’s your smiles,
Or the way you laugh,
Or the way you talk to me,
Or the way you look at me,
Or the way u cherish and care for others
or the you dress your hair ,
I just can’t say,
All I know is that
I love you
Please just say
You love me
It’s true that love is blind,
Because I am blind in you
Cloak Oct 2017
I Love You,
                       You're My One And Only .
I Love You,
                        I Can't Ever Loose You .
I Love You,
                        I'll Love You Forever .
I Love You,
                        I Will Always Be There .
I Love You.
                                                I Love,

Your Beautiful Lies.
Your Hello And Goodbye,
You Were Very Shy,
In The End...
You Were Sly .
Why Must Every Hello End With Goodbye?
Why Did You Stop Telling Your Beautiful Lies...
After realizing your Love's words don't hold merit you can only sit here and reflect. Forever is a short amount of time...
Tony Luxton Oct 2017
Their backs to cold wet weather. Summer again.
Another pair of feet joins the queue.
The shelter won't house half a bus load.
Puffs of breath wind whisked away.

Secretly seeking sun in others' smiles,
that star has left their universe.
Stony stares keep their queue places.
Vital signs of stamping feet,
and fingers twitching keyboards.

One shy solitary smiles, a contact,
no contract needed. Granting her
his daily nod, his thoughts return to bed.
I am inopportunely shy.

I cannot apologize because I know this will not change. Like so many moments (in-between unusually hot seasons for instance) the sweat of ceaseless back-and-forth wears heavy on my nerves. I suppose this acts as penance.

The process of a ***** analysis, for those unaware, is as follows:
—Drive an unusually long distance
—Enter a dingy storefront as quickly and quietly as possible
—Pay your $20 ****-cup processing fee at a counter that smells nonironically of cups of ****
—1)Wash your hands, then 2) lift your shirt, then 3) drop your pants
—Put your mind on Do Not Disturb as you try to pull focus from the man pretending he is not staring at your *****
—Urinate (following an uncomfortably long drought)

When considering all possible alternatives, this is easy. It is benign in all respects. And yet, for the life of me, I cannot shake these shoulders free of worry. Too easy to indulge the mind and its vice-grip on the body.

We aren't ever really in control, are we?
helena alexis Oct 2017
boys like you
don’t notice
girls like me

you’re the type
to play sports
and hang out
with large groups
of people

whereas i’m the
type to hang out
with a few friends
and read a book

some say
opposites attract
but not in my case
relatable anyone?
helena alexis Oct 2017
she admires him from afar

sneaking glances every now
and then hoping he doesn’t
catch her staring at the boy
she’s in love with
this boy is killing me
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