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the way your devious mind plots revenge.
the way your eyes twinkle right before the big moment.
the way you chew your bottom lip when you're about to get caught.
and the twitch of fingers when you get away unscathed.
My Warning LabelChemical Free
That's what my warning label says. I've tried to scrub it off, but there is no chemical to remove it.
So I sit here and scowl at it. Hoping my anger towards it will somehow make it flake off. It hasn't worked yet.
After a few hours, I'll give up. Just like I do every other day. I'll walk away and glance over my shoulder to see if my departure will change it. It doesn't. The label is still there. Sitting there. Mocking me with it's permanent ink.
Day after day. Week after week. Month after month. Year after year. Decade after miserable decade. It haunts me now and I want it to leave more than ever.
But what would I be without it? If I woke up tomorrow and it was suddenly gone, I would miss it. Would want it back. It's mine and no one can take it away from me.
Over the years, I've come to love my label. I may not be free to do what I want, but my mind is free to think what it wants.
I take it all back. I don't want to scratch off my label. I don't
Spring Wisheslovely sweet smells of flowers
cascading over fields of green.
a sundress with daisies and little girl scent
rifling through oceans of flying wishes.
sweet smelling flowers plucked from their stems
a present of spring from girl to momma.
Breakup SpeechIt's not you, it's me. I know it's the oldest excuse in the book, but hey, when it works, it works. Did you really see this lasting longer than a couple months? When does anything last longer than a couple months with me? I hope we can still be friends.
Yeah, 'cause everyone wants to be friends with the ex-lover. Like it ever works.
You know me. You know the type of person that I am. I've never been able to settle down. My heart wanders like a nomad. It seeks shelter where it's offered but only stays long enough to get warm. Attachment isn't an option for me. My mind is too warped. It's too dark to ever let someone in. Truly let someone in.
No, fuck! That's all wrong. It's too personal. Too emotional. Let me try again.
I don't want to do this, but I'm only going to hurt you if I don't. And that's the last thing I want to do. So I'm ending this before it goes too far. I completely understand if you never want to talk to me again.
Says A Thousand WordsThe smile.
It makes your heart thud just a little harder than normal. A soft perspiration forms at the crook of your neck and slowly trails down to pool at the hollow of your throat. The corners of your mouth curl up just slightly as you try to hide a returning smile. No matter how much you try to stop it though, the smile travels up to your eyes. They twinkle without your permission. But you could care less in this moment because that smile you're looking at is just for you.
The tightening in your chest proves that your heart has actually skipped a beat. A trail of fire burns across your skin. Your mouth suddenly feels like you've been stranded in a dessert for three weeks without water. Eyelids drifting shut as your head tilts back just slightly. The world could collapse around you and it wouldn't matter because your bodies are touching in just the slightest way.
Your lips hum the most delicious melody. Eyes closed while your body leans into the war
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