The Spaces Of Me

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The Spaces Of Me

There are times
I think about
singing to you,
calling you up
from miles away
and singing to you
all the songs
that used to be ours,
but aren’t anymore.
I wonder if
you gave them away
like I had to,
to make sure
there weren’t empty spaces
where you’d once been.
Did you fill up
the spaces of me
so you could push me away,
or did you only realize
you had to do it
after the fact?

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The Spaces Of Me

The Stings Our Hearts Get

catastrophe-jones:

The Stings Our Hearts Get

You might have been
my first,

leaving me humiliated,
wondering what I’d done wrong,
how I could’ve been better
for you.

I realized later,
when I heard she ate sticks of butter
and cut herself for attention,

that sometimes
the stings our hearts get,
as children in love,
are like vaccinations,
for later relationships,

to keep us from getting infected
by idiocy.

What I learned from you
was that…

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