I tried
To make the best of your lopsided smile
And the way
Sometimes
Your hands would push me down too far.
Buises
Left on milky skin
I would use more make-up
Than anyone I have have known,
And yet I tried.
I would lay in bed
And pretend I had a fairytale relationship
At fifteen there was nothing beyond my town
Nothing beyond you
And I would hold my hands against blue eyes
To stop the tears from coming,
Oh, I tried.
And in the morning
You would creep in through my window
And those green grey eyes
Were the first sight I would see
Fear would pound in my chest
And I would smile anyway
Oh, I tried.
As you forced a thousand things
On a body not yet done
Growing in places
You would complain
About not yet happening.
And darling
I'm not trying anymore
I'll cry when I want too
And my windows locked.
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My pen a single flame to keep me warm
like a beacon holding memory.
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