Unsending Messages

Unsent a message
Just as soon as you sent it
But I took a screen shot of the notification
A mouthful about nothing if you had to unsend it
A whole paragraph about things you’ve been feeling
Just to take it all back
To make me think that I’m seeing things
If it isn’t there now, did it never exist?
Typing, typing
Stop.
Offline.
Well, just say what you have to say
Or don’t bother at all
What’s the difference if you’re scared and always “unsending” your feelings?
Alright, let me say something, for a change:
I’m not sitting around waiting, so if you want something, express it.
Don’t take it back shyly. It’s not cute or appealing.
I like…
Determination.
Expression.
Confidence.

Hit Send!

Okay, wait… did I really just send that?

Bedtime Tea

Just like this tea, I am in need

Of some sugar, honey, and maybe cream

So hot and spicy

This ginger tea

To ease the pain

Of my unsettled woes

To ease the strain

On my severed hopes

To soothe my throat

After all this crying

To give me life

When I feel I’m dying

Just like this tea

I can heal my pain

Forget the sadness

Ignore the rain

Take joy in each sip

From the cup that’s life

Go on with my day

Until it turns to night

Just like this tea

I am in need

To be poured into a vessel

And be held

And ease

Is this love?

Uncomplicated surrealness

Thoughts from the deepest

Like a dream you can’t wake up from

But you can’t wait to fall asleep in

You’re not a challenge, but you challenge me

How can you be so different yet…

Feel so familiar

Too many characters, not enough space

But you simplified the message

And eliminated mistakes

A smiley face here, a thinking face there

We could learn a new word

And rename our whole world

Just my imagination

It’s just my imagination

When I open my eyes and see you next to me

Right? 

When you text me

When you call me

When you say my name as if you’re falling

There’s nothing really there

Right? 

It’s just my imagination

When you rush to my side when I’m feeling down

Right?

When you protect me

When you uplift me

When you say you’ll always be there for me

There’s nothing really there

Right?

It’s just my imagination

When you talk about the future and my role in it

Right?

When you say you need me

When you say you want me

When you tell me “please don’t leave me”

There’s nothing really there

Right? 

It’s just my imagination? 

Right?

Right?

Right.

11:11, a poem

a poem about twin flames

11:11
Hello my friend
So good to see you again
Time to recycle old feelings
And renew these vows until the end


Look at my reflection
And you’ll see yourself
For your eyes see through my soul
And my soul is in tune with yours
Entangled


Do you remember when we first locked eyes?
It seems like we can escape time
Like we’ve met before in a previous life
Like we’ve known each other
Like you were mine


11:11
I think of you
And you just show up
No need to call you
You hear my thoughts
And respond in an instant


If I could choose a friend for the end of the world
I’d choose you again and again


I feel this melancholy like I’m missing you
I’m missing you like I’ve been with you
I’m feeling like I’m needing you
Not in the way that I can’t live without you
But I don’t want to be without you


11:11
You emerge again
You awaken me from my slumber
You ignite my hunger
You set the fire and walk away
Then tell me that you should’ve stayed
Come closer, without delay


11:11
My twin flame

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