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"YA ALLAH, I MISS HIM SO MUCH."

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“YA ALLAH, I MISS HIM SO MUCH.”

I MISS YOU SO BAD.

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I MISS YOU SO BAD.

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Godzilla VS. Mothra

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Love Poem Medley.

Sat, 10 Nov 2012 01:40:00 +0800

I’m going to be honest, I’m not really a love poet. In fact, every time I try to write about love my hands cramp…just to show me how painful love can be. And sometimes my pencils break, just to prove to me that every now and then loves takes a little more work than you planned. I heard that love is blind so, I write all my poems in braile. And my poems are never actually finished because true love is endless. See I’m going to be honest, I’m not a love poet. But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love I swear that my first poem… it would be about you.

About how I loved you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike; Scared… but reckless with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you. You see, I’m not really a love poet. But if I was I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window, you see I’ve written like a million poems hoping that somehow maybe some way you’ll jump out of the page and be closer to me because if you were here, right now, I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to.

If I was a love poet I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture, every time I hear the vibration in your voice so whenever I see your name on phone screen my heart, it plays hop scotch inside of my chest. It climbs on to my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again. I know this sounds strange but every now and then I pray that God somehow turns you back in to one of my ribs just so that I would never have to spend an entire day without you.

I swear, I’m not a love poet. But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love, my first poem it would be about you. And after all of that he was like, so how do you feel about me? And I said, put it like this: I want to be your ex girlfriend’s stunt man. I want to do everything that she never had the courage to do like… trust you.

I swear that when our lips touch I can taste the next sixty years of my life. And some days I want to swallow stacks of your pictures just so you can be a part of me for a little bit longer. If I could I would sample your smile and then I would let my heart beat, do the bass line, we would create the greatest love song of all time. And together, we could be music.

And when my friends ask if you’re my boyfriend, I’ll say no. He is my musician. And me… I’m his favorite song.”

To be honest, this is not reporting from my inner soul. Because…I’m not a poet.

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My beautiful sister :’)

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My beautiful sister :’)

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