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May I?

Sometimes I look at you and I want to ask you 
"May I have this dance?"

Sometimes you mesmerize me
To the point where all I can do is nod and smile
Even when you ask me something
I don't dare answer
For if I said anything you would have to decipher what I meant

Take my hand
You say you're not a good dancer
But I disagree
Your dancing replays through my mind
Every movement more graceful than the last
And when the light hits you
I swear you're the epitome of the word cinematic

Shall we take the floor?
Your lead or mine?
Your hand in mine?
Shall we slow dance?
Or something more complex?
Sorry I know I can be clumsy
I'm tripping head over heels for you

When I'm with you
I find myself dancing 
To a new but pleasant tune.

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Act 1

I think I deserve a ‘Best Actor’ award
For my performance as the Hopeless Romantic in the One Sided Lover
Although it’s more my life than a role
I was given a script but once I saw you I forgot my lines
You being the female lead that I was destined to fall for but never get
How cruel this production can be
They told me to act helpless
But I didn’t need to act
I was already helpless enough
Couldn’t get through those eye contact scenes without my mind blanking
“Cut! From the top, and for Godsakes remember your cue”

My cue?
Right this is a production
Nothing that happens here is real
We’re just characters on a screen
But are we?
Are my feelings for you not true?
But I can't lie that when I look into those eyes of yours
I feel like Jack from the Titanic
Sinking into icy waters
Let me rephrase that
Sinking under this immense pressure of professionalism that remains unspoken between us
I have to keep this act going just a bit longer

But can I?
Can I make it through my scenes without tripping up?
Can I remember my lines?
Will I be cut from the production?
Will this One Sided love story have room for two?

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Skepticism-Happy

I like to invite Happiness over for tea
But I'm always anxious when it stays longer than I expect
While it sits in the living room, peacefully drinking from it's cup
My heart beats faster
Anytime soon, the cup will break
Maybe there's too much sugar in the tea
I start pacing around the house doing everything but entertaining my guest

But when I come back 
It's still sitting there
But why?
Does it not know that I don't want it's company?
Does it not know that I would rather it tell me that the tea is too sweet instead of drinking it in silence?
Does it not know that I don't trust it?

When happiness comes over for tea
I always expect the bad things to sneak in with it
When they don't show up, I become skeptical
The silence is deafening
Being able to hear my thoughts
To have them not yell at me
To not have to sweep up broken shards of plates offf the floor
Or to not be pulling shards of glass out of my skin
It's so peaceful 
Which is why it feels wrong

I know why it keeps returning
It knows I don't accept it
Yet it still shows up
Waiting for the day I sit across from it
Finally sharing a cup of tea with it.

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Dead Things

What can I say
I dream about dead things
Skeletons in my closet
Hanging on hangers with names of people I no longer know
They whisper remnants of the past
Of times that were filled with laughter and joy
Now they’ve become sour
Everytime they speak I push their voices out of my mind

I carry dead flowers with me
To remind me of all the love I once had
I drag a black trash bag behind me
It holds every idea that I threw away
Every idea that I deemed bad

I envy dead things
They exist without being disturbed
Like a body that’s decomposing
Lost and wanting to be found
But not all bodies are found
Sometimes I want to rot away
Lay down on the forest floor 
Waiting for animals to pick at my skin
Tearing me apart one piece at a time
Waiting as the Earth reclaims her Son

I was born with a beating heart
But I was never truly alive.

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Dance of a Time Past

I finally went dancing again 
This time my partner was a ghost from the past
Their movements so fluid that it felt like I was on an island
Their touch so cold I thought I would catch hypothermia
Their face so distorted colors bent and contracted around them

We twirled and waltzed throughout the night
We both knew the steps
One step, two step, pause, pull away, pull them in, twirl
But something was different
I could no longer feel that spark that once was there
That electric feeling that sent shivers down my spine is gone
I feel nothing as our eyes meet
I don't feel the rhythm in my heart
I don't feel a sweet sensation meeting my taste buds
All that once was is gone

I guess that's what it means to dance with a ghost.

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Sense of the End

"You're as beautiful as the day I lost you."

The sky is as blue as the day we said goodbye
My heart is as heavy as it was when we said our last I love you
My taste buds taste something as sweet as our last kiss
My nose twitches as it smells something as strong as your perfume
My hands are as warm as the last time I held you
My eyes are as emotionless as the last time we texted
My body is as hollow as the time I realized our chapter was over
My memory as chaotic as the time we first met

But it's not as if I miss you
I miss the warmth I once I had for you
I miss the smile that had once been reserved for you
I miss the way my face lit up when you messaged me
I miss the feeling of being alive
I'm not calling you a mistake
I'm just saying...
I miss the man I was
The one who felt whole for a few seconds
The one who was starting to put his heart on his sleeve
But...
I don't hate you
I wanted to thank you
For showing me that there's more to me than sadness and guilt.

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In-Out the Box

I realized I never fit in anywhere
Like forcing a round peg into a square hole
Even when I'm with people who are like me
I still stand out
Like I'm standing on a stage surrounded by people
But the spotlight is only on me

Am I made to always be on the outside of the box?
Being on the other side of the looking glass
Every one else's view is intact
But my side of the glass is cracked
I'm wishing to see the same view everyone else sees 
But that's not in the cards for me
Is it?

A question mark in a world filled with exclamation points
Running through life waiting to get to that full stop
Period.
Only to run into a bunch of comma's 
Run on sentences.

Weird isn't it?
How my mind works
Calling myself a concept instead of human
But am I human?
Do I fit in with other members of society?
Will I ever?
Can I ever belong?

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Returning Wish

I threw a penny down a wishing well
But I didn’t make a wish
I was returning a wish
I had been holding onto this penny for awhile
Thinking that my wish would return back to me
But that’s not how life works

A wish only has so much life to it
I wish it could be eternal
I wish it could last as long as time 
But it doesn’t
It can’t
It won’t
Sadly my time with my wish ran out

It was a grand time
A life that I wish I could relive every day
Just once more to feel the embers before they became ash once more
Just once more to feel my pocket vibrate from a notification from a person that had a picture for their contact
Just once more to feel the pulses of our bodies merge into one as our fingers intertwine
Just once more for our planets to reside in the same solar system

But my luck ran out
The hands of time slowed down
The sand in the hourglass finally stopped trickling down
That’s when the penny started to rust
That’s when you started to look different from the day we met
You looked more in pain than you ever had
You looked beautiful as you stood there drawing out the love we shared from my veins

I don’t regret anything
I regret not being the perfect Knight in your fairytale
For a Knight dressed in black, I only slay my allies not my enemies
I hope wherever you are
Wherever you go
Whoever you meet
You’ll find a home
You’ll find warm hands and a soft shoulder to rest your head
You’ll find a heart pure, untainted by horrors and sin

I return this wish to the wishing well
Hoping that it will do you some good, as it did with me before.

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Dialogue

I have this superpower
It's more like a curse
I can hold conversations with people in my head
But I can't do that in real life
It's why I avoid people
If there's no one there
I don't have to struggle to talk to anyone
I don't have to constantly look at my word count 
And worry if I'm reaching my word limit

I know I shouldn't do that
But I'm an over thinker
I worry that I'll sound stupid
Or people will look at me weird for the topics I'm passionate about 

"Did my joke fall flat?"
"Should I say something?"
"Should I know this? Why don't I know this?"

So I stay silent
In a world filled with noise, I alone stay silent
That is my fatal flaw
My own mind.

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Brokenhearted Memory

You are a memory
A reminder of a time that once meant something to me
When it all ended, I thought I would be okay, but this time was different
The pain creeped into my heart in an instant

Wanted to rip the beating organ out of my body
While crying to myself and whispering that I was sorry
I was making amends with a ghost
I think that's the part that hurt the most
Thinking back to all the times before
Where I acted less and thought more
But that was then
Now the only thing that remembers  you is this pen

It's funny how quickly good things end
One moment you're the happiest person in the world, now you're writing leterrs that you'll never send
But now I'm exhausted
Do you know how much emotions it costed
For me to fight the urge to pick up the phone and call?
For me to tear down your pictures from the wall?

You severed the ties
But I was the one believing in those sweet little lies
Thinking that there was still a chance
That there was more to our dance
Maybe this wasn't the finale
Maybe this wasn't the final tally
To mark the end of our chapter
Maybe there's such a thing as a happily ever after 

But I was wrong
You're no longer my favorite song
Your name is no longer my favorite word
All traces of your face has become blurred
I guess this is it
My hand feels empty as now there's a space where only your hand could fit

Once a lover
Now a stranger whose face belongs to another
Nameless memory
This is how it will be
Because every reminder of you, is the death of me