Strangers
What happened to us.
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What happened to us.
We talk so little I didn't realize How different and Disconnected we are We're strangers Living in a shelter Not a home Filled with happiness Everyone else hears But I listen To the creak of...
Don't come back telling me you miss the moments that you've so easily discarded away,. It doesn't work that way. Walls have been built to guard against the brutality of your actions,.
I hear you strumming your guitar. Singing, humming "La la la." My eye lids heavy, watching in awe, At the amazing talent that the song bore.
Pull your curtain Let me see The love you say You have for me Say it's good Say it's fine But you seem To draw a line We've been together For too long For me to simply play along To know that we are...
In a crowded room. Filled With friends and family. All Happy , smiling having fun. I look around. I feel alone. I meet smiling eyes. Friendly hands and Warm Hugs. Im alone.
You stood so far away. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't find the words. But maybe I will someday. You stood in a stranger's spot. I think you've become lost. So far from who I remember.
Late at night, time for bed Oh to rest my weary head But what's that noisy ringing tone. It's the bloody telephone. What do they want. Who could it be. Don't they know it's bedtime for me.
Once, I placed you up high on love's suspension,. In its tender hands was a queer comprehension. Then, the voice in my throat grew less of my own. My lungs, damaged, from proportions you had blown.
Little did we know, Kyle was at home. Weeping into his pillow. "Maybe he's sick?" I suggested. "True,True." rose agreed. My day was actually quite boring without Kyle.
You are in a relationship but you wondered deeply if it's just one of those bullshit that you have to be strong and get through it or is it for real .
See the warnings, see the signs. It easier to just act blind. Until all that's left is silence. Together you feel apart. No longer speaking, no longer feeling. The space once crossed now void.
A pretence of sleep, a steady breath. Your touch is warm and full of love But I remain cold. There is love here, but patience is thin And we are stretched out.
Consciously telling myself to not text or call you unnecessarily is harder than expected. I feel like I'm going cold turkey. So, I hope writing it here will take my mind of things. How are you...
(In case you know, don't mean to patronise. 'Strangeways' is another name for Manchester Prison') This love is conducted long-distance While you're next to me.
You're still sleeping when I'm up in the morning. And I'm long gone without word or warning. When I call for you late in the evening. You're in bed, pretending you're reading. Let's go to the ocean.
Writing prompt : The story must occur in the timeframe of exactly 6 minutes, and the 6 minutes must be part of the story somehow that it is 6 minutes. Any length. Must be a dead animal.
Hey you, where've you been. Quite a while since I've seen. Your face around my neighbourhood. Give me a call, if you would. It's ages since that winter walk. When we had our final talk.
They wander around together. My thoughts of you and I. But those links we have are breaking. And so our thoughts they begin to untie. I really want to let them, It's clear there's nothing there.
Your eyes were kit with a fire that filled my heart with warm, anyone could see that I loved you. However you, the only one that mattered, were oblivious to the fact that my heart only beat for you.
Last night I lay in bed Replaying Friday in my head Remembering you taking me out with qualifiers Last night I lay awake Feeling a funny kind of ache Just wishing for a way to change what had...
I can't recall the moment when the doubt ripped your face, Or put my finger on quite when the fog took your place..
He doesn't notice you anymore. He looks right through you. This is one of those moments, you run everything you want to say through in your head and decide to keep quiet.
We're farther apart, and I feel farther from you. We're farther apart, you say it's better, but I shed the same tears. We're farther apart, you say it's to give me a life, but I can't help but feel...