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Devan Oliver Poem
1: You’re every girl’s daydream and I’m more of the suffering-artist type.
I will keep you up at night to stare at the stars with me and paint them while you sleep in the early morning.
You will keep me up at night with every girl you throw your eyes at.
You will make coffee and flirt while I sleep.
2: You are a Cancer and I am a Sagittarius.
You say the stars don’t affect us in any way while I stay up all night to paint them.
3: You are perfect and I am a mess.
You’ve got those perfect blue eyes and the neatly cut blonde hair and I’ve got the blue-gray eyes and whatever hair color I decide on that week.
4: You are Romeo and I am Rosaline.
I will survive the play without you.
5: You could break up with me and I wouldn’t even know it until I was 50 miles past you and your new girlfriend on my way to another state, physically or mentally.
6: Our hand fit perfectly together.
My head fits perfectly into the crook of your neck.
This type of perfection will never happen again.
7: I drink coffee in the evening and you don’t like coffee.
8: I can’t paint you and you can’t keep me.
You’re nothing more than a memory.
9: You will want to touch every part of me, and I don’t want to think of your twenty years from now and feel your touch on my skin.
I want my right thigh and a piece of my lower back to be free of you.
I am a work in progress, and that’s okay.
You are a finished product, and that’s okay too.
10: I love you.
They say opposites attract, but we were two matches burning brighter together, so when the flame went out, you could feel the cold on every inch of your body.
Copyright © Devan Oliver | Year Posted 2015
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Last year
I wrote about you in every
Sweet way I could
In every notebook I had
This year
You're only mentioned
In my
Suicide letter.
Copyright © Devan Oliver | Year Posted 2015
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Devan Oliver Poem
I hate that I still think you're a good person--
Do you know how many messages I've typed to you but never sent?
I want to hold your hand
But you're the sun
And I'm the moon
And we could never collide
And I've had a few bad days in a row now
Where I just can't remember why I'm still here
I just keep thinking how stupid it is
To be breaking down
Over you.
You moved on pretty fast for someone who was
"in love"
With me.
I prefer rainfall over sunshine
And I guess that's why I loved you--
Every atom in our body
Was once part of a star--
So maybe I'm not leaving home
I'm going home
Because this place has never seemed like home to me.
Copyright © Devan Oliver | Year Posted 2015
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Devan Oliver Poem
It's almost summer
And I almost wish I missed you
You were the boy who almost gave you a summer romance
And I was the girl who almost gave you everything
But instead we gave up.
I don't know if I ever loved you at all
But I think I almost did.
I told you I'd wait forever
If forever is what it takes
Because you're my forever
And forever waits
But when forever
Only lasts a few days
Forever isn't the promise
My 'forever' made.
Everyone has good and bad days
But mine feel more like good hours and bad years
And I can almost count on
Forever and always being alone and
I'm starting to believe "almost" is the saddest word in the English language
Because we almost had something great.
Copyright © Devan Oliver | Year Posted 2015
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