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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

Undo




Undo the ties..
The unwanted lies.
Undo the why’s..
The unending cries.
Undo the chapters..
With well written ever afters.
Undo the ladder..
Which goes backwards.
Undo the words..
That pulled you down.
Undo the hope..
With a hardwired rope.
Undo the knot..
Tweaking the plot.
Undo the charm..
Before it does any harm.
Undo the thoughts..
Undo the slots..
Undo the moments..
That fetched happiness.
Undo the sight..
Undo the fight..
Undo every right.
Undo that you might..
Undo the wierdest night.
Undo the strangest delight..
Undo the sunset..
Undo the offset.
Undo the click..
Undo every trick.
But while
Undoing the clue..
All you ever knew.
Was there will be few..
That will never undo.

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