Invasive

We are our worst enemy. The only time we get along is when the clothes come off. You hate conflict, so you run away from confrontation. “Can we talk?” triggers your PTSD, you remember everyone who called you enough but gave the love you deserved to the one who came after. I say I want…

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La-La-Land

I want more of this, more of us, more of you still in love with me. So nobody wake me up; I want to live here, where you still want there to be an us. Where I can watch you smile and not have to wonder where you’ll lay your head tonight. Where I can…

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unsaid romance.

two lovers locked in room, wondering who will make it out first; him, her or their love? she says she wishes she could be more of what he needs and he says he knows he could do better, so individually they understand communication but together everything gets lost in translation. Quickly fights become a language…

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