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I use to love a boy. Long hair gravely voice. I use to love a boy Hurtful words and back hands I use to love a boy Passionate love for life artist by heart I use to love a boy Shaded past and a rivers soul I use to love a boy I use to hold his hand I use to kiss his lips I use to be his girl I use to.

I had forgotten the way I loved to sway in time Every word, phrase, and pause touching the core of my being Plucking so delicately the strings of my heart Running fingers across my skin as lyrics crossing the singers lips Goosebumps produced Each song has become alive again

To all the women who commit their time and heart to those broken and unable to return love... To you I say, Stop. They will not change. You can't love them enough. You can't fit together the broken pieces. One day they will not wake up and realize your love is what holds them together. When you are gone they will keep going towards their destiny ... and so will you. So take your time. Love yourself... no one else will love you in the same way. No one will be as true. Go ahead and do you.

To love him is to love all of him;  The fiery way his passion comes through in the love he has for family.  The gentle way his eyes tell you his stories of sorrow.  The lines etched into his face that give you clues into the happiness and harsh ways only he has had to survive.  The skipping beat of his heart whispering so loudly the want for more. To love him is to love all of him;  The screaming angry parts of himself he doesn't share with anyone.  The cold frightened pieces that come out in the darkest of times.  The addiction that shapes the way he speaks and acts. At times tearing so deeply into that inner core. To love him is to

Pretend you know me, My little quirks all the way to my large flaws. Know that I do not know where to proceed, Lead me. Start out slow or moving along fast, This is a game we have played before. Perhaps with another? Flesh is soft but your finger tips wonder with hard edges, digging deep into my soul. Your words are confusing but your lips fill my present wants. Your tongue is searching yet your path leads you away. My head left cloudy, I will let you go.

You are either here or you are there. Here is within my embrace, Feeling my heart sync to the racing of yours. Here is quiet conversations and little laughs or fierce arguments ending in patient tears Here is where we are together Alone or in a crowd, fingers intertwined. Here is the want to share the small and the large details of lived lives. I want you to know how I received every scar laid across my body Laid across my heart. This is a trick coin but one with two sides each with a unique face. I want to be here With you. I choose to be here With you Because the other option Is to be there.

If I told you first date, five minutes in, I see myself in love with you. All consuming Hope Passion Boredom Heartbreak... If I told you now, 2nd date 30 minutes in, I see us in bed. Intertwined in a mess of pieces. Lust Heartbreak If I told you now, 6 months in, I don't see this moving forward, we darling have met our end. Heartbreak But is it the journey that forces us to grow, together or apart? Would it be so hard to imagine, If I told you now, 365 days in that I see forever in the way you say my name. I can't imagine a morning without your face. No one will ever make me feel the way you can when you take my hand And we are off on anot

This feels like some sort of tortured play. Popping out of your rabbit hole in just that curious way. Just when you are placed out of mind, just out of site. There you are to tempt again. Perhaps it is the chase, Maybe the desire for a taste. Your wit with flashing smiles. That slick mischievous grin. You say all the things of respect And little tiny touches draw me in close Then comes the shove, Confusion is going to win.

A place to hang your hat, The place where your things are, Where your heart is? Everyday I wake and feel as if I don;t really belong here, But if not here, Where? I wake next to a stranger that may care. Giving up on finding a place where I "belong" Becoming content with the quiet loneliness of a nomad, staying in one place for just a little while. Till I heard that call from another time. Open arms encircling me in the feelings of home. The smells of home, Once again. I must be imagining that such a place exists, or that I could ever claim it as mine. Is it cruel to share the way I feel? That safety feels attainable within your embrace

When it comes to you, I have no barriers. Get me talking and I will tell you all you want to know and more, but only to you. Sometimes I forget the sweet things that I deserve. Till I think of you and the song you learned to make me happy. Only you took the time to do that, If only I was yours. When it comes to you, I have no emotional walls. I tore them down to feel. Now I wish I could build them up to you but if I do will they always be up? Even if they are only down for you. The things we fought for. They are still unique to you. All of you. All different but all a part of my heart even as it was rebuilt and tried again.