Poems From A Poem Book I'll Never Finish Writing
Poems from a poem book I'll never finish writing
Relationship Noun Definition: the way in which two or more concepts, objects, or people are connected, or the state of being connected.
That’s what a relationship is, According Google that it But relationship A simply complicated word With a never ending list of meanings
Meaning Noun Definition: what is meant by a word, text, concept, or action.
That’s what that means So with these two words I make a question and two statements for you All of which I never had the guts to ask or say But now that you’re gone and there’s no way that you could ever hear this Now I’m saying them
Question: What was the meaning of our relationship to you? Was it a joke? Another one of your games that you played? I don’t understand stand. I try to find words to describe this but nothing, nothing can describe this not a single word
Statement: In the end our relationship held no meaning. It was a simple small interaction in which neither of us gained anything from but lost so much. It was hollow, futile, insignificant, insane
Insane Adjective Definition: not sane; not of sound mind; mentally deranged
Statement: Insane, the only word close enough to describe the meaning of our relationship -E.H.R
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Summary: It starts because you’re you. You’re a crooked tarot card deck that just reads death, handed out with cold eyes and colder heart.
It starts because he’s him. He’s the flash of gold that’s too bright you have to close your eyes even though you still want to look. He’s the softness and warmth of climbing into bed on a cold day, surrounding yourself in comfort.
It ends because there’s still love in your heart, stored away where you thought no one could find it, but he and his stubbornness did.
Pairing: Gavin Free/Ryan Haywood Words: 1175
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A/N: Prompt from @flame-cat: ryan has a mental breakdown? i know thats sort of vague but… do what you want with it i guess.
This whole thing was a huge experiment in writing style so I hope it pays off.
It starts because you’re you. You’re a crooked tarot card deck that just reads death, handed out with cold eyes and colder heart. You’re the fear of being followed in the middle of the night, the constant looking over a shoulder. You’re the crack of a gun and the few precious seconds you have left of life before the bullet hits right between your eyes.
It starts because he’s him. He’s the flash of gold that’s too bright you have to close your eyes even though you still want to look. He’s the softness and warmth of climbing into bed on a cold day, surrounding yourself in comfort. He’s a siren with his trill of laughter and expert look that seems to pull your heart towards him and you want to hate him but you don’t and that’s where it starts.
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When you make something as a joke/to call out other people and people still go “omg he’s so hot.”
Hey everybody, I’m gonna fly away on an airplane from my broken home to the girl who cried wolf. She makes my heart catch fire. She’s kinda hot and when I feel invisible we waste the night together in San Francisco. I wanna breathe her in like a vapor and I wish we could go on a permanent vacation to outerspace together no matter how much money it cost. I don’t want to feel like a castaway anymore. We both have jet black hearts and it’s time we safety pin them together.
seventeen dorms, probably
soonyoung: *kisses jihoon on the cheek*
jihoon: what the hell was that
soonyoung: a kiss
jihoon: disgusting I hate it
jihoon: do it again
