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fieldofdahlias · 3 months
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fieldofdahlias · 3 months
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- perry poetry
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fieldofdahlias · 3 months
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As beautiful as brown eyes
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fieldofdahlias · 2 months
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fieldofdahlias · 2 months
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i will forever remember your name. memories of you will never leave my mind.
because now that there is an after you, anyone i entertain will have to know you, to understand me.
but i don't want to share you. i don't want to tarnish the beautiful memories we have together. i refuse to hear your name come from someone else's lips.
so i will sit here, either waiting for you or living my life with the knowledge that no other human being will ever come close to knowing me the way you did.
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 2 months
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i had met the absolute love of my life in you. from the moment i first saw you, i knew.
but i owed karma a debt, and i paid it in full.
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fieldofdahlias · 27 days
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i had always dreamed of a great love
read it in books, saw it in movies, heard it in songs
when i met you, i knew you were my great love. but i was young, i thought i knew of the world, when i so obviously didn't.
so i didn't appreciate that love and didn't hold onto it as tightly as i should've. i should've treated it better, treated you better.
i pray you find me again, i pray we find each other again
but i pray that when our paths cross again i'll be a little bit older, and a far lot wiser than i once was
so i may finally make it right between us. so i may love you the way i always should have. the way you always deserved to be loved.
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 19 days
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I've come to terms with it.
You're never coming back.
And I've come to a conclusion because of it.
I will continue on with my life. I will meet a stranger, learn everything about them, maybe I'll even love them.
But I will be settling.
For the rest of my life, I will live with the knowledge that whoever I share the rest of my life with will be someone I will never be in love with.
We'll get married, buy a house together, maybe even have kids. And I will love that person, but I'll never be in love with them.
Because they aren't you.
All the while I know you'll fall in love with someone else. You'll let them into the deepest, darkest parts of your mind and soul. Places I once knew better than I knew myself. They will be loving and attentive, and you'll love them more deeply than you ever did me.
I will be but a ghost of your past, a memory.
But at least I know what it was like to be loved by you. All consuming, heart aching, soul shattering.
I wish you the happiness I know I'll never find in another human being again.
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 1 month
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i write to let my soul breathe, because the pain i feel consumes me each and everyday
there aren't enough words in any language to properly express the anguish i feel at the loss of you
i write because there are things i want to say to you that i cannot
there's something tearing at my soul with each passing day that only your presence can calm
i write to hopefully soothe my weary heart
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 1 month
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you weren't the one for me.
but i can still hear the love radiating from your laughter as we make stupid jokes
you weren't the one for me.
but i can still taste the salty tears i'd kiss away as they fell from your eyes while i held you tight
you weren't the one for me.
but i can still feel the warmth from your hands caressing every inch of my skin
you weren't the one for me.
but when i am alone, in the dead of night, with nothing but the voices in my head, all i can hear is your name. like a tender kiss, a silent prayer. i repeat your name, over and over. i repeat your words. the kind ones, the painful ones.
you weren't the one for me.
so why is it i can still feel you in every atom that makes up my retched body?
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 14 days
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It's strange...
I would wake up and there you were. Still sleeping, breathing ever so peacefully in those rare moments sleep would find you.
I would trace my finger down each letter of the tattoo on your spine, each line of the ones on your back. I would kiss each and every part of exposed skin that I could.
Starting my mornings with you always brought me joy.
I would shower with you, we would always argue about the temperature of the water until I eventually gave in to the one you preferred.
I would wash your hair, making sure to massage your scalp just the way you liked. I would steal a kiss from your wet lips and giggle every time.
I would wash every inch of your body, even though you'd protest and tell me you could do it yourself. I don't think you ever realized how much I enjoyed doing it, taking care of you.
Some of my most peaceful moments were in that shower with you.
I would close the blinds, turn the air down because we loved sleeping in a cold room. Turn the lights off and get under the covers.
We'd talk for a while, enjoying the peace of each others company. Then you'd wrap your arms around me, I always loved the feel of your heart beat. And then sleep would take me, where even in my dreams I always found you.
It's strange though... how now I sleep in an empty bed. With only the sound of the world outside my windows, instead of your breathing. Now I shower alone, with whatever temperature water I want.
Now my day's feel so lonely. I had grown so used to our routines. I had grown accustomed to you in every aspect of my everyday life. Now that you're gone? Everything feels so strange...
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 2 months
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a part of me wishes you'd show up and just tell me to stop waiting for you. to stop hoping that you're coming back. to stop holding on to hope that we'll find each other again. but a part of me hopes that the day you do show up again will be to tell me that you want to try again. to tell me you haven't gotten me out of your mind for a single moment since you left. i want you to come back and tell me you want to try again, that this time we will fight for our love. am i pathetic for still wanting you back after all this time?
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 3 months
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I've always hated my brown eyes. That dull and humorless color. A constant reminder of dirt and rotting tree bark.
Until I fell in love with yours.
Never had I imagined I'd be enthralled by such a thing.
Rich, Deep, Beautiful.
They are all these things, certainly, but those words don't come close to describing your eyes.
Looking into them felt like finally coming home.
Like a kiss of warmth that travelled to your core after being frozen for ages.
They remind me of an earthquake, bringing me down to my knees.
Under sunlight they were whiskey, so intoxicating l'd drink every last drop.
A sea of creamy chocolate surrounded by caramel disks, like the rings of Saturn, with an ever expanding void in the middle.
A void that holds all the secrets to the universe.
Your eyes are colors artists could only dream of recreating.
Like the comfort of an old book.
Like the romantic sound of a grand piano.
Your brown eyes will forever be the most entrancing things to me.
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 1 month
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i wonder if the thought of me haunts you
the way the thought of you haunts me
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fieldofdahlias · 1 month
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and despite you no longer being with me, i still believe in love
i still believe in love because of the way i love you. the thought of you consumes me whole.
your smile, a simple thing that would melt all my worries and sorrows away.
so yes, i still believe in love.
but i no longer believe i will love another. and i don't just mean in the way that i love you.
i couldn't bring myself to look at another person in the eyes and tell them i love them.
because it would be a lie.
and i know any love that isn't yours will never be enough for me.
so yes, i still believe in love. but i don't want it unless its yours.
- dahlia
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fieldofdahlias · 2 months
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