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january: she wasnt ready to be serious with him so she left at exactly twelve oh one on new years day with a few words. he kept saying that this was going to be their year and she just said: piss off.
february: the words still stuck in his head even as he pretended to forgive her and took her back. he feared another painful goodbye.
march: she was never good with saying what she truely meant and he never looked deep into words so when she said "i don't love you." he took it as "i don't love you." and not as "i don't know how to love anyone." which was what she wanted to say.
april: the snow had melted away and they were hanging on by last strings. every day was a question of whether today would be the last.
may: she fell apart when her hamster died and he was there through the whole thing.
june: the death of her hamster silenced her but she visited with him more. she never wanted to be alone.
july: as they watched fire works together on fourth of july, he kept looking over at her wondering when one of them would finally be able to say: enough is enough. it's done.
august: as august rolled around they fought and fought and that was the only time she seemed to speak. every word would come firing out of her mouth and he looked at her wondering when ever did she get so angry.
september: the words came fast and she looked unsure of if she really meant them when she said it: it's over.
october: halloween brought her to his house and she looked at him as if she just happened to be on the street and trick-or-treating there but he knew halloween was just a dumb excuse to say lets make this work.
november: she woke at his house on the first of november, forgetting the night and he said: leave.
december: she mailed him a christmas card, a special one, but she barely noticed when he hadn't sent one in return.
january: he sent a box of things he had collected of hers. she sent a box of his stuff to him. inside she included all the love letters he wrote to her. she had never realized how she loved him until he was gone.
february: the words still stuck in his head even as he pretended to forgive her and took her back. he feared another painful goodbye.
march: she was never good with saying what she truely meant and he never looked deep into words so when she said "i don't love you." he took it as "i don't love you." and not as "i don't know how to love anyone." which was what she wanted to say.
april: the snow had melted away and they were hanging on by last strings. every day was a question of whether today would be the last.
may: she fell apart when her hamster died and he was there through the whole thing.
june: the death of her hamster silenced her but she visited with him more. she never wanted to be alone.
july: as they watched fire works together on fourth of july, he kept looking over at her wondering when one of them would finally be able to say: enough is enough. it's done.
august: as august rolled around they fought and fought and that was the only time she seemed to speak. every word would come firing out of her mouth and he looked at her wondering when ever did she get so angry.
september: the words came fast and she looked unsure of if she really meant them when she said it: it's over.
october: halloween brought her to his house and she looked at him as if she just happened to be on the street and trick-or-treating there but he knew halloween was just a dumb excuse to say lets make this work.
november: she woke at his house on the first of november, forgetting the night and he said: leave.
december: she mailed him a christmas card, a special one, but she barely noticed when he hadn't sent one in return.
january: he sent a box of things he had collected of hers. she sent a box of his stuff to him. inside she included all the love letters he wrote to her. she had never realized how she loved him until he was gone.
Literature
A Year and a Half
I've got a place in your heart
a special one
and after all this time, I'm still here.
It's been a year and a half
since I have met you,
you've been in my heart forevermore.
I've wondered if you like me,
wonder if you like me
we be textin', talkin', laughin', playin'
flirtin' and teasin' each other from time to time.
You make me smile,
I make you smile.
Every single time we talk
and when you wave,
I smile and wave back to you.
Even after a year and a half,
I still like you, like I used to
I still like you.
Our paths keep intertwining,
is it fate? or coincidence?
You've got a place in my heart
a special one
and after all this time, you're
Literature
Virginal Year
It feels like poetry for a new beginning:
Running in slow motion,
Laying a fresh path in the
Tentative first snow of a virginal year.
Your hand shapes a safe home in which my
Shivering fingers nestle;
You sow a field of forgetting
Over the weary road behind.
Untouched and unafraid, this
Unfamiliar unconditionality, this
Darkness so vivid, this
Uncertainty so certain.
We build that which is
From that which we were.
In the sanctity of our year,
In the unwritten and pure,
You and I are as new in this moment
As ever we have been.
We are here.
We are now.
We are.
Literature
The Years of my Life
’93 The year of my birth
’94 A new sibling?
’95 Yes. A baby girl
’96 And a baby cousin birthed
’97 A brother born, short-lived
’98 Another tragic baby boy
’99 Into Year 1, the start of my learning
’00; A new millennium
’01 A best friend leaves, but another arrives
’02 The first year of splitting is survived
’03 How can we both remember that we used to speak?
’04 The last year of the best years of my life
’05 A new start, or a start to the end
’06 A friendship grows too close
’07 I cause my own spiral down
’08 But with the new ones, we pick ourselv
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they probably never talked again and he probably got married and had two point five children with a white fence and a dog and she probably ended up on the streets with a man who didn't love her and a baby who was taken away. but that's just a guess.
(i like writing love storys where it just doesn't work out.)
(i like writing love storys where it just doesn't work out.)
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Hi there! I've used the title of this piece in a poem for of my Found Poetry Project