Tag: Love
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October 25, 2022
We’ve entered Scorpio season. The office was a little empty, yesterday. I think some of the ones out were sick. My daughter left work early for the same reason. Last night, Jaxx kept barking in the living room. When I went to check on him I found him barking at the container with Sammy’s ashes.…
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August 27, 2022
It’s been a week since Sammy’s death. We put away his things and picked up his remains. It is strange not having him around. Sometimes the universe unexpectedly fills the void with a loving presence; his name is Jaxx.
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August 25, 2022
It’s been a tough few days since Sunday riding the emotional ups and downs. The vibe at work is also off; people are going about their day, but there is this feeling of struggle. There’s a growing desire within me to run from the norm and create a new one so, I’m making plans for…
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August 22, 2022
It is weird not having Sammy around, especially this morning as we had our daily routine. The events of my life over the past eighteen months have shown that I need to stop living by the standards of others. Death will show up without an appointment.
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Here
I am sitting beneaththe rain of contemplation,wanting a relationshipfree of ridiculous expectations. I dream of nightswith intimate conversations.I want to experience companionshipwithout stipulations. I am longing for the sunshine.
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Memoriam
We are back at this place of solace, history repeating to the day. I remember the words silenced by the abrupt absence. Your return brought hope and saturated our hearts with regret. We cannot keep the lights on; everything we have is no longer visible. I hoped our existence would evolve; old habits tether us…
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Process
Her heart pines for another opportunity to change the way she feels, accepting what has happened and wishing it never did. A sweet remembrance and forsaken chalice, her thoughts sink beneath the vodka: a tasteless chaser and undiluted promise of absence.
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Context
For so long, I did not understand the resentment. I thought my efforts to improve appeared subtle, so I worked hard to make them prominent. You only noticed the flaws; the comments often reflected my errors. Love expressed in a hateful way and our constant struggle to make amends. Now, I see; you believe you…
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Ten Again
It is the end of the year 2019, and another decade is coming to a close. Ten years moved like the seconds of a clock. It was taking the time to fix the broken things while discovering opportunities to remove my childhood inhibitions. From 2010 to 2019 every moment is a story. This moment is…
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Sunday
Rum and Coke; diluting frosty shards. Taste of reminiscence; scent of delight. Some pencil sketches. Those candid creations. No erasures. Lines forming collaboration. Moment caressing nostalgia. A connected imagination. Colors and shades. A childhood infatuation.
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Broken Foundation.
We saw your silhouette on the foggy horizon. You were lost, broken, and seeking acceptance. An emptiness filled by the opening of a kind domain. You were given a safe haven. However, points of view quickly became distorted. You decided to etch your unexpected displeasure on every surface. This beautiful place disgraced by the subtle…
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Simple Finale
The thought of growing old in this world concerns me. This life of constant judgment and turmoil is not my Utopia. We are left with the maddening ways of an untoward generation. Life’s finale grows in complication. I wish for a simple ending; to reach my destination on this inward journey.
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Lame
Fractured smiles seeking hope. Limping along the crooked lines. Broken at the center of affection. Crippled for the sake of love.
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Withering
Beginnings of an ending; Slow burn of a flame; Heart full of antagonism. Love is dying again.
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Message
It started with a smile; the thoughts of simplicity. Indigo hue day and night. Parted lips unable to speak. A heart beating morse code.
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