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E-girl

E-girl

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I feel like maybe you need me to remind you that i'm still here...
I'm not the best at returning phone calls,
Or remembering birthdays
Or even to write every now and then to say I'm still alive,
But i'm here.
I sit here in my blond pigtails shimmering with glitter
Getting ready to go dance under the spotlights
That me and you shared once or twice
In some other city, in some other life
I sit here and write these words, which have exactly
99% chance of not even being read by you
And i hope they make it to you in tact
As i intended them,
Not misinterpreted, or mistaken for someone else's
But black and white
And maybe you can remember just a little
What it felt like to read my thoughts early on a Monday,
After a weekend of crying or partying or worrying
After every goddamn piece of me either fell apart,
Or glowed,
And you always had to be the one I poetically pleaded it to.
There's been some reminiscing on this side of the screen,
There's been a lot of what-if's, and will-there-ever-be's
But more and more, there's just the sigh
That falls over the absence of your presence
Even though you were never really here
And i only so much as glanced through your starry city once
When i was naive, and determined, and hopeful...
And you were not.
More and more there's just the remembering,
Sometimes its waiting in a line,
Sometimes its walking along a peer
Sometimes its just how i see you in my dreams,
Looking at me
But i just wanted to tell you that i'm here...
I'm thinking...
And these words,
They can only belong to you
i miss you.
 
That was well written, E-girl...this part in particular grabbed me...

E-girl said:

And maybe you can remember just a little
What it felt like to read my thoughts early on a Monday,
After a weekend of crying or partying or worrying
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It's so funny that those kind of experiences we share bond us so much and form such strong friendships, yet all it takes is a bit of absence to make that fade.

I wonder why it is that so many of us let the people we love go through their lives without us taking every opportunity to let them know how much they mean to us?
 
I sit here and write these words, which have exactly
99% chance of not even being read by you
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...and sometimes, i get that lucky 1% to come true for me ;)

thank you, you know who you are.
 
When i was naive, and determined, and hopeful...
And you were not.
More and more there's just the remembering,
Sometimes its waiting in a line,
Sometimes its walking along a peer
Sometimes its just how i see you in my dreams,
Looking at me
But i just wanted to tell you that i'm here...
I'm thinking...
And these words,
They can only belong to you
i miss you.
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These are my words. I need to share them with you, because although you wrote them, it feels as though they have come from me - they sound so much like something i would write in a moment of sad frustration.

Much love and power to you. I'm glad this is one of those 1% of times.

*hugs*
 
I <3 awesome poetry

Know what I couldn't help thinking while I was reading this? How amazing it must be to get a letter or a poem from you. To actually be a person special enough to deserve your love, thoughts, and words. Hell, being a person special enough to get to read it all and have you in my life rocks in and of itself. :)

([edit] After re-reading it hit me that this next bit applies to two people in this thread, the poster and an old friend from Baltimore. To you both, I miss you so much that I couldn't even explain why [/edit]) I'll take a chance and make a prediction: no matter where life leads you, my beautiful brilliant friends, or whatever jobs/loves/cities/philosophies cross your paths - you will always outshine everyone around you. Because possessing the ability to truly grasp how you see the world - to express it in your writing, music, even the way you carry yourself and how you look on someone that you care about - to do this and be able to move people! All of that makes you something too few people ever think to be: an individual, whose point of view is precious enough to create art around. And my life has been inspired because of you, so thanks for speaking up loud enough for me to hear.

Raz is right and wrong. It's amazing how we affect each other's lives. But that doesn't always fade over time; when you're lucky even the briefest time with someone leaves a big enough impression that the person you desire to be is forever changed.
 
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