I am a 24yo from Tampa, FL. Half my heart is in Iraq right now....I love to write and just let my inner thoughts become a mark for myself somewhere along the lines of reality and dreams.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Heartbreak

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I sat up all night, and cried till day
Thinking about all the things I said.
The way your chest was always my pillow.
The way your fingers were always my tissue

The way you knew I was scared of things
The way you protected me from the fear of things
The way you knew just what I liked
Even when I wanted to pick a fight

The kisses so soft like silk on my skin
The hugs so warm like cocoa in the winter
A blanket and movie, who cares who picked it
A pizza and popcorn, who cares if it sucked
It was ustogetherno matter what

I think about the things I said
As I lay myself down ...

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