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dear girl,
you're always smiling through the haze of pain, smiling because you can't bear to let others worry over you. you're always laughing to cover up that sorrow, because you know that people would prefer to hear that light happy sound than your heart wrenching sobs. you're storing it up inside that tiny bottle inside your heart, all the pain, anger, hurt and frustration, until you're certain that any day now, that tiny bottle is going to crack and break.
you only ever look into the mirror to see the imperfections, the blemishes, the over sized thighs and not-quite-so-flat stomach. you never see how your hair is the deepest shade of auburn which other girls would kill to have, you never see how your mouth is just the right size and shape just waiting to be kissed. you never see how boys gaze appreciatively at you when you walk down the street, you only see the sneers and glares of those girls who seem to be made of matchsticks, who by media's standards are 'perfect'.
you settle for second best, even when you know that you deserve better than him. you listen as he sings sweet nothings into your ear, you sigh as he whispers those beautiful lies across your tingling skin. and you foolishly let your heart believe him, because you don't know what you'll do when you realise that they'll never come true; not for you. yet addiction is a sweet indulgence, is it not?
maybe, darling girl, one day you'll realise that you don't need to cover up that butterfly inside of you who's trying to take flight. you'll realise that you deserve only the best that this world has to offer, because no one should settle for anything less than that. you'll realise that being yourself is the only thing that is worth it in the end, because you are beautiful, you are wonderful, and no one can ever replace that spark which you bring to the world.
so dearest girl, smile.
don't ever stop smiling.
love, me.
you're always smiling through the haze of pain, smiling because you can't bear to let others worry over you. you're always laughing to cover up that sorrow, because you know that people would prefer to hear that light happy sound than your heart wrenching sobs. you're storing it up inside that tiny bottle inside your heart, all the pain, anger, hurt and frustration, until you're certain that any day now, that tiny bottle is going to crack and break.
you only ever look into the mirror to see the imperfections, the blemishes, the over sized thighs and not-quite-so-flat stomach. you never see how your hair is the deepest shade of auburn which other girls would kill to have, you never see how your mouth is just the right size and shape just waiting to be kissed. you never see how boys gaze appreciatively at you when you walk down the street, you only see the sneers and glares of those girls who seem to be made of matchsticks, who by media's standards are 'perfect'.
you settle for second best, even when you know that you deserve better than him. you listen as he sings sweet nothings into your ear, you sigh as he whispers those beautiful lies across your tingling skin. and you foolishly let your heart believe him, because you don't know what you'll do when you realise that they'll never come true; not for you. yet addiction is a sweet indulgence, is it not?
maybe, darling girl, one day you'll realise that you don't need to cover up that butterfly inside of you who's trying to take flight. you'll realise that you deserve only the best that this world has to offer, because no one should settle for anything less than that. you'll realise that being yourself is the only thing that is worth it in the end, because you are beautiful, you are wonderful, and no one can ever replace that spark which you bring to the world.
so dearest girl, smile.
don't ever stop smiling.
love, me.
Literature
About a Girl
i.
i used to hate it when you said
its fine.
cause i always wanted to be more than that.
but now i hate it when you say
its perfect.
cause i know that means
it doesnt matter to you.
how can perfection be such a letdown?
how can you not care?
ii.
if i had an apology for every time you lied to me
maybe we wouldnt be here.
im sure you agree.
we wouldnt be stuck in this limbo
of awkward conversations and
broken-off sentences.
this cliché is getting to me:
small town boy lost in the big city.
dont you agree?
iii.
i hate how i can
Literature
about a girl
colorblind,
though not the sort to confuse reds with greens, no.
myriads of greys smoke out a hushed world
& the newborn moon bleeds black
remember being so
effectable-
the type to stiffen & yelp
at a single needle, at a single lie
o u t o f p l a c e .
steeled.
now.
though neither in blade nor jaw
that storm denatured me-
warped and rusted
side-stepped
fragile
thin-veined
unworthy
growing out of this ill-fitting s k i n
to be comfortable, to be home, to be
furthest
from
here
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irresolute hearts
i.
now you have not broken my heart yet
but you are bending it more than i am
used to; it is creased where you folded
its edges to fit comfortably in your pocket
ii.
and you have not stolen my breath yet
but i can feel stardust catch in my
bronchial tubes; we can meet at the lips
and you can breathe deep the butterflies
iii.
the words in my mind are not misplaced yet
but you are starting to disorganize them;
i am forgetting that it is politically incorrect
to tell you that i miss you, you are amazing
iv.
you have not blinded me yet but i can feel
the corners of my eyes begin to lose focus;
your freckled skin is exotic on it
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Written for all of you girls.
I may not have ever met you, talked to you or smiled at you, but you are worth it all the same.
Remember, I love you.
I may not have ever met you, talked to you or smiled at you, but you are worth it all the same.
Remember, I love you.
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i'm so emotional these days and this made me cry with happiness. it's so beautiful! YOU and your mind are so beautiful.
smile and look into the sky and sun and look at the beauty that is around you because you incorporate all of it.
smile and look into the sky and sun and look at the beauty that is around you because you incorporate all of it.