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RyeAndAirI was thinking you make me feel things that I couldn't buy with a million bucks.
You crash my train of thought with
"Let's never talk about this or bring it up again."
"Okay. I agree."
I cant figure out what lies even mean anymore.
All I know is my eyes sting and my throat isn't working very well.
I manage a small wave and walk away as fast as I can without actually
b r e a k i n g i n t o a r u n .
Tonight I'll take pills and fall asleep with the t.v. on.
You called after me "Darling, we'll be seeing eachother soon."
I love you. And I'll never look you in the eyes again.
I woke up on the up

Last.Look.Crushed.You're crushing me.
Boy, do I wish.
You see, I've got starry eyes for you but its only hurting me.
You're breaking hearts like its going out of style, but thats not "the bad part"
You don't want to shatter mine.
Call it my masochistic side, but give it a shot.
Bring a knife and give me a chance.

im
just
out
of
chances

"forget highschool crushes and grow up"
I can't.
Yellow flowers still make me swoon
and forehead kisses still make me smile.
You still make me nervous.
I'm not pretty but I still keep you on your toes.
With flaws we're batting a thousand, but
it just feels perfect.

No
It feels completely wrong that my breath

Next Exit 30 MilesOn the sidewalk, out of breath.
                                            The boy held out his hand, she tried not to take it.
                                            The girl held out her heart, the boy wouldn't break it.

                                                     The little stuttering kids were in love.
                                                                   liar liar, wrap her in piano wire
                                                                        They were just out of it.

She ran into the cathedral to cure her broken heart.
He walked in r

ItsAlmostLikeAHurricane You've got miles to go until you get to me.
                    You've got miles to go until you  sink this low .
                                 "I want you to hit rock bottom"
                          My pearly whites cracked on impact.

A little girl tugged on my dress and said "that boy doesnt love you"
         I squinted up at the sky and said on a sigh "I believe you're right."
To my surprise she had tears painting her face.
             "Don't give up. You dont care about something until you've lost it."
When my eyes refocused she was gone.
                           I sat down on a bench and on my left s

tights , toe shoes , troubleWe're kissing in a closet.
Not exactly a stage, but I've got high nerves anyway.
My feet are arched to a ballerina's point and I'm all but
                        'falling out of my jewelry box'

                      "I'm off to the city. I Breathe Broadway."

You Said:       "Forget it, doll. Forget coming back to me. I wont want you by

4PMDecembeRScrapping for space
space inbetween the thing we call
we call distance, our home.
Where we find comfort in almost anything.
Just to keep our minds racing,
dream of things we only fantasize of.
            And its 4PM somewhere greater than we could think up.
            December sells intentions to us high hoping thinkers.
                                                 Magically the stone cold unthaws,
                                                 making soft spots on your lungs.
      Taking it all in
      Taking me in
With skyline seating.
So shoot too high,
dont dare aim low
Beauty is waking up with sunrise smiles on y

Specific PacificI dont ask of tangible things
Trust me on this.
Its as plain as opposites attracting.
Specific Pacific,
setting sights and suns on "just being friends".
Wanting more than a handshake
and a platonic peck-on-the-cheek.
My lips are lonely
and jealous because
my eyes get to be blind with envy.
Mind-set
My heart belongs with fate.
you belong with the "daydreamers"
you belong with airplanes [fine tuned machines]
and please dont forget to breathe.

I'm Thinking Lip LockMy breathing is steady.
I am sinking into pillows in the same way that a ship sinks in the ocean.
with grace, with horrifying beauty, and without help.

                               The light that drifts in through the blinds
                       shadows half of your face and underlines my request
               for you to be the cloest thing I've ever been able to call "company".
                          You can only nod and shut the shades completely.

Dancing across the sheets brings us face to face; toe to toe.

                               Eyes lock.

                               Breaks are automatic.

Im Minnesota and I Miss SummerI havent thought this much for weeks
as I roll over on the sheets
Im sick of my arms being wrapped around...
                                             Baby, its this air, its only nothing.
Anyways you know,
Id rather be there with you.
But if thats asking for too much
I'll hold onto all these hopes and thoughts
Were more then "at a safe distance" and I hate it, I just cant stand it.
                                           "Its okay cause it maybe lights out I know...
                                                                  Youd rather be here with me."
May sometimes feel like an eternity
Well until Forever meets up

3am WaterworksWide eyes shot butterflies,
my organs contained them in a cage.
I sat, studied, I'd explain-
"I heard a drop of "self control" and "confidence in God."
Watched it shatter, shake, disintergrate-
We'd stop, we'd kiss, we'd hold, and you'd say-
"Breathe ,Girlie, breathe. Breathe babe please pray for me.
Cause I'm hands felt on spines
trembling nerves as I push the rewind
to hear a delayed message of regret but I'll keep-
pressing on-to new people, new mattress and rum.
Turning down second dates like telemarketers calling me at dawn.
Made

ThrowAwayAnyPotentialYouHave.From birds eye view I could see you flying so low (Solo)
And the truth is your bodys shaking and...
I'm not listening or caring.
Is it nice to lose all feeling in your face?
(those lips will never let a word slip out after this)
"Your secrets safe Baby"
I'll swipe this smirk with a look of deep desperation.
Your backbone is persistant.
Keep in mind a reminder, "I need to grow a spine."
Do you want to make this last longer then a night?
I just wanna get buried in this mattress.

Slow Down My Precious CargoToday I caught myself being daring
Leaning in dangerously too far
How I got the courage too....
So lets take this all the way
Or until we both freeze up
Glued, fixed in a dead on stare.
"You make me so nervous", it slipped right out i swear.
Lets see whos "beat" can win this race.
At the moment were both ahead of the tempo.
Only trailing off by measures
And I never got the chance and time to say
"Ohhh...I am somewhere else when Im with you."
At my

All Oxygen is, is Cheap TalkThe cheap talk is on me tonight
but the gentlemen you are, you bought it all.
Dragging it out like a smoker savors the inhales of a cigarette.
The carbon is escaping through the corners of your lips.
Oxygen runs wild through the strands of my golden locks.
Bandit eyes and a smile I stole from a 10 year old girl.
"Ive kept you close in form of a note."
Admitting that lines 1-20 is your bible which you live by.
Im downing pure caffiene and,
youre casually reciting self flaws as if they were accomplishments.
P o u r i n g pe

I Saw Stars"Reach for the stars" you said.

I stood on tip toe and felt the air close in on me.
I was reaching for oxygen as much as stars.
My eyes and my lungs needed more than I could get.

You sit on the moon, swinging your feet, laughing.
Tears fall from my eyes and you yell down at me
"If you were at the height I am, you could pass that off for rain."

I ran inside the abandoned building that used to be "home".
The peeling paint chipped and when I looked, it was under my fingernails.
I scrapped my way to the room at the very top.
I looked up at the small lightbulb and watched it flicker out.

The window was missing too, a tree bra

Stages And ActsI take careful steps to the center of the stage, pull a deep breath, and yell
                          "This isnt what I meant it to be."

Excuse: "forced myself to cry"  Truth: "I cant keep myself together these days."

I'm up. Wish me luck. Break a leg, break a heart, whatever.
                                "my eyes water so bad now, they're almost always
                                 black. my problem's gotten so bad now, my teeth
                                 are turning black."
I falter.
Do you like my smile?
                                 "I'm giving up on everything.

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MyLittleFishThey said you were like a fish-
spending your life in the depths only to resurface in a world you couldn't breathe in.

And I always thought
you were a wonderful prelude
to a damning life.

Now cover girl, you don't cover up anything.
Your makeup does not hide your flaws as you walk to the ocean and drown yourself.
The beach is your last runway, the lightening your last flash.

You yelled "Call this one 'Hollywood'" over your shoulder.

[He told me you do not know how to swim.]

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"He's so handsome."
Yeah. He can't keep his ha

Downhill. Lose your Drive.MONDAYMONDAY.
i met him today.
i met you today-
the boy that will change my life.

TUESDAYTUESDAY.
my feet sink in this blindingly white carpet.
there is a trail of yellow flower petals winding it's way across the floor.
i would follow it, but i'm not sure what's at the end.
i throw away my nerves and thoughts and slowly step along the path.
it's you: you're the end.

WEDNESDAYWEDNESDAY.
I lay in the dark and wait for the part that you sing to me. When I called you my little songbird, you grinned boyishly and gave me a half hearted shove that caused me to laugh until I fell to the floor, holding my sides. You held my hands like we w

ery,miss society.She lies in a field of wild flowers with her eyes closed.
The sun hits every angle of her face and what society would call "weeds".
This is the most glamourous that she has ever felt.

In the distance she can hear the construction; more "sky scrapers" being built every second, slowly closing in on this meadow.

She sings "Cloudy morning, my own early bird will save me."
A shadow falls across her face and a voice says "hey familiar".
She looks up at a brilliant smile that doesn't quite reach the eyes of the boy staring down at her.
tie, suit, the boy she couldn't sweat out.
White dress, composed, the golden sky enhanced

scene in an airplaneClouds are touching the circle-shaped windows that are placed next to every seat.
Sunlight breaking through and tapping on the glass.
50,000 feet.

Discursive and nervous I ask the man next to me if we can go down to just 50.
He says No, not without crashing.
I tell the man that the birds are making me nervous;
they're too loud.
He says Don't worry, the sky is getting dark.
I ask
Can we really fly through storms?
He says "nothing".
Rain starts to fall, why is my face getting wet?
He says Calm down, do something to make you calm down.
I stand and move to the aisle
and I'm dancing, fingers brushing the luggage rack.
As the thunder

BreakEvenAtDowncast.I remember staring at the cracks, looking for where the rain falls through.
Those yellow walls seemed to stifle me
when my father called and told me he was sorry
And he loved me.

Tears threated my eyes with that beautiful commodity.
              (No one knows the semantics behind "I love you")

I stared at the sky until the stars behind my eyes collided.
Thinking "This will never be something that keeps me awake."
                        (From then on, everything kept me awake.)

                                   The bird on my window said
                              "Hello, my wings do not work."
                    I pushed him

Wrong Side of ParadiseI am gripping balloons in an elevator.
Dropping  d e g r e e   b y   d e g r e e .

My stomach is full of butterflies that are trying to claw their way out my throat.
              ("Oh forecaster, I will catch the wind.")
Silence pounds in my ears as I grab your hand and watch as it turns white under pressure.
                                    We hit pacific heights.
                                    Water flooded in from all sides.
                It is rising past my heels, up my legs, to the fringe of my dress.
    Lights flicker out and my erratic breathing confuses my lungs to the point of giving up.

                It will

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Nervous Meets Fashionable

by ~yournotagoodbye, Oct 2, 2005, 4:22:22 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

^{Wind blows hair across my eyes.

                        Trust me. I'm trying to smile, and I'm trying my absolute best.

Gazes are still locked.

[it doesn't matter, we've lost the key anyway]



                                          dolly dolly dolly,

                                          the best isn't ever good enough.

The cliche love of walking on the beach has turned into a real mind hater.

I swear, I could look out over the water and see my heart sinking.

               [The moon might illuminate the drowning scene.]

Despite the sun going down.

Concentration of cold hearts.

You shift your feet and mutter "You meant something to me."

Three years turns to three minutes in the drop of a smile.

Cross your fingers that I can keep my tears in check.

Because you mean something to me.

The thunder gives you an excuse to say "We better get going."

drive spent staring straight ahead. I think that words are useless at this point.

"Drop me off here."

"Here? At this hotel? Are you sure?"

Slow to a stop, watch me slam the door, and run through the rain without looking back.

Trash blows across the streets. Desert me. Again.

I need the impersonal effects of a hotel room.

                                                    Don't............Do................This.

The white walls with peeling paint, functional bed, cheap sheets.

Cover my face with my hands, throw myself against the wall.

Watch the way my make-up stains my new dress meant to impress you

only to be found out you couldn't care less.

^{A Nervous Breakdown In A Fashionable Hotel.}}

Nervous Meets Fashionableby ~yournotagoodbye

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

©2005-2013 ~yournotagoodbye

the point is personal, but not the one i was talking about in my journal.

~MzSkuLL Oct 10, 2005

That made me cry. it is describing every single emotion that i am feeling write now. thank you so much for writing it.

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~yournotagoodbye Oct 10, 2005

thank you for the

and for the loverly comment!

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~Deijichan Oct 9, 2005

Woo!! Nicely done!! The tension, the emotios! Need I say more? *FAV!

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~yournotagoodbye Oct 9, 2005

wow, thanks so much!

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~Deijichan Oct 9, 2005

Np!

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~glamorousxtragedy Oct 4, 2005 Writer

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~yournotagoodbye Oct 5, 2005

wow, thnx!!

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~siren666 Oct 3, 2005

Beautiful!

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~yournotagoodbye Oct 4, 2005

thank you for the favorite!

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~siren666 Oct 5, 2005

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