A Vacancy, by Frs | poems, essays, and short stories in Poeticous

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Frs

A Vacancy

You

I miss your hands, strong and intertwined with mine like a pretzel

I miss your arms, wrapped round my little body

Warm and safe, nothing could hurt me

Now, I’m left cold and exposed

Fending for myself

I miss your goofy laugh echoing through my bedroom

Now my days are filled with silence

I miss your love

Now my hearts left vacant, filled with aching pain and regret

#Heartache #Love #Pain #Regret #Romance

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With you I was always High or lo Nothing in between When you were near

These Butterflies

There are these butterflies Just simply relentless Continuing to multiply Devouring my stomach From the inside out

You wake up in the morning lay in your bed till you can feel the cold sting your warm skin Like a zombie you walk Down the creaky hallway

Fears This weight upon your shoulders Pushing down on you Threatening your legs to collapse… Sending your hurling to the ground

Since the very first moment I laid my hazel eyes on you Your curly black hair And lanky limbs I heard that innocent laugh

I Don't Believe in Falling in Love

I don’t believe in falling Maybe slipping slowly till you rea… They talk about it like you can to… Like you can catch a floating hear… And save it for later

Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale Fire in my lungs

Sitting here, flakes falling on my… Sliding into my sockets Blurring my sight I close my eyes Holding them tight

The Curse: Space Time And Silence