May 9

May 9

A Poem by Stephanie
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Wrote this this morning when I couldn't sleep

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I listened as your tear ducts 
strangled your serenity

I can't sleep tonight
I've been laying beneath my blanket 
Waiting for the darkness to swallow me
whole into a freedom of fresh air and
clarity.

To dream 
blue skies where fingers intertwine so tight
just to be ripped apart by a home I call
reality of knowing. And not
knowing where our lips lost touch of each other to fall in love with 
distance 
to only meet again when you need another
Lover 
to not love
But to use to punish your other.
I've watched your eyes tell stories, paint a life-
time of a future for me. 

We'd pick apart and put together each crease of our body
pounding pumps of melodies on repeat

We stopped singing to each other.

I could never fully capture your craft in one snapshot;
I was always enough for you, conversations and laying beside each other
was all you needed to inject the cliche cliche truth
i told you i never used before
my veins on fire sparking as your words needled every pore to
come to life again

You were never enough for me
You were never enough for me until you had enough of me. 

They ask how do lovers become strangers beneath the same skyline of liftimes that have
witnessed your love before /

I don't know
I settle with that answer in the rain (literally-
we have loved, really loved not loving each other now)
This is no metaphor: Through the same eyes you've gazed ino
watches intertwined lovers hands
beneath the same raindrops I feel, umbrella held by her
lover she has cheated on (3 times you told me, for that is why you
kissed me) This is no metaphor watching what happens when
becoming comes to be undone. 

I will never understand the science between stranger interaction
that becomes elements of each others life lines: strangers: to lovers:
unbecome:
hearts that never were quite right for each other.

© 2012 Stephanie


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Added on May 10, 2012
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Tags: thoughts, ex-lovers, strangers, relationships

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Stephanie
Stephanie

New Brunswick, NJ



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20 year old college student at Rutgers University. Survivor of self-hate, self-harm, old lover of drug abuse, present in recovery, trying to turn my struggles into strength for others. Writing is my t.. more..

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