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Jan 01
poem
thelightb49

i love you

i remember the exact words of the text i sent my friend when you left.
"help me, i can't breathe"
my eyes burned like never before.
my lungs were gasping for air like i was drowning in the dark sea.
my mouth, couldn't spit out words. 
i layed there, helpless and suffering. 
you said you loved me but couldn't handle us. 
i was damaged.
out of all the silent tears i cried for you, i managed to let the words "i love you" escape from my mouth,
 i told you a secret that nobody else knew. 
 just like that you were gone. 
and it hurts like hell,
yet i still want you.

 
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Posted: 01.01.20
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Emma Marsh
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  1. Abriatis
    Jan 02, 2020

    I'm a sucker for drowning/water imagery, as weird as it sounds. Thank you for writing this.

    "i'm me, nothing more, nothing less! i'm me!" - shinji ikari

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  1. thelightb49
    Jan 02, 2020

    :)

    Emma Marsh

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