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I knew this was too good to be true

I knew I was holding my subconscious emotions back.

No one goes from fiercely loving somebody to just… not.

I knew I was handling this heart break too well.

I wasn’t just surprising myself,

but my friends and family too.

I knew I was jumping back into casual dating too quickly,

to forget,

to move on.

I knew this was too good to be true.

With zero communication since it ended,

I’ve gone cold turkey.

Little reminders of you,

I tried hard to forget,

what you meant to me,

what you mean to me.

But love is everywhere.

You can’t ignore that.

At least, not forever.

I thought ignoring it

would make the pain less present.

I thought ignoring it

would make it easier to breathe.

I thought ignoring it

would make it easier to no longer love you.

I read today no communication is the only way to move on.

That until you know you’d feel okay

if you saw the one

you used to love

kissing someone else in the street,

no communication is the only way.

If I saw you

kissing someone else in the street,

I would hope I’d be okay.

But the thought of that right now,

has cracked my subconscious seal.

I’ve broken down.

I still love you.

I still want you in my life.

But I know you’re not my Mr. Right.

You were my Mr. Right Now.

You are my Mr. Wrong.

I deserve my Mr. Right,

but that won’t happen anytime soon

with me still loving you.

I knew this was too good to be true.

Jennifer Gioia (C) 2019

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Without You

At night I lie awake,

and I think of you.

I wonder if you think of me too.

Do you have just as much trouble

falling asleep without me

as I do you?

I hold back tears,

as I look at the emptiness

next to me in our bed.

They slowly escape anyway.

I wipe them away.

I won’t let myself break.

Why can’t the days move any faster

so you could be in my arms once again?

I feel pathetic,

and lonely,

and lost.

I don’t have a home,

without you.

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The Death Of A First Pet Is Always A Life Changing Experience, Don’t You Think?

Wrote this for my English class. It isn’t due until Friday, and that’s only the ruff draft. This class is so simple, yet so slow! Anywho, let me stop my rambling and you enjoy this shit of a day I had to endure at the ripe age of twelve. Lovely, right?

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Being Sick Has It’s Perks, And Then Some.

Perks:

1. Skipping school.

2. Sleeping in.

3. Not having to wake up at six in the morning.

4. Actually having time to eat breakfast, for once.

5. Feeling relaxed and not worrying about stuff you have to do.

Craps:

1. Obviously, you’re sick. You feel like crap. You don’t want to be sick anymore.

2. You don’t want to take all these pills, but you have to otherwise you won’t get better.

3. Having to make up the work you missed at school, especially if you missed more than one day, then you have a lot of work to do.

4. If you missed any tests, quizzes, essays, or projects.

5. If you can’t sleep, it’s get’s boring. And then you find yourself surfing the web randomly.

So the perks and craps are tied. But then again, it also depends what you’re sick with, how many days of school or work you’re missing, and if you care about your school work or job.

Right now, I’m missing two days of school, probably coming in tomorrow, though. I had a fever, sore throat, and drip. Don’t know how I got it, probably from work with all those disgusting people. I can never purell my hands enough, I bet my hands are already used to it and it doesn’t work anymore. Thanks freaking a lot, work. :P :(

Ugh, I hate this. :( I’m at the stage now where I don’t want to be sick anymore. My throat hurts, I miss the sun, I miss my friends, and I’m tired of laying in bed all day with my laptop on my lap.

Last year I had Mononucleosis for about six weeks. I missed a whole week of school, because the first two weeks I didn’t know what I had. During that time, I became rather non-social and non-normal. I became nocturnal, literally. I’m not kidding. I slept all day, woke up around four or five in the afternoon and stayed up all night before going to bed around five or six, sometimes seven in the morning. It was crazy. I started thinking too much, and thinking too much and I don’t mix very well. It got me to a point of relapsing my depression. But then again, it was also because I never saw the sun except for when it rose or set, and no sunshine can literally kill a person’s Serotonin (happy emotions).

That’s why I’m already sick of being sick and it’s only been two days. In the past, two days would be nothing. I’d want to be out longer, sleep in more, and skip medicine. Not anymore. No thank you.

Right now, even though perks and craps are tied, I’m siding with craps. I don’t want to be sick anymore. I want to do what this woman is doing. (: