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Two Dead Lovers

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June 3rd, 2025

One good day
Couldn’t last until night
A dead relationship
Gave up the fight
Backs to each other 
They grew apart
Took a sword
Through each other’s heart
And no police man
Could stop the crime
There were no arrests
And no facing time
If you can’t believe
This story is true
Know it wasn’t about me
I wrote this for you

Note: The start of this year I was working on self discovery and healing from the past. I’ve been writing for twenty-five years, and I was thinking about what attracted me to poetry. The two poems I memorized in my childhood were the poem in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, and one that has many variations that have been used with no known author. This version of the poem is what was in my head while I wrote this:

One fine day in the middle of the night

Two dead boys got up to fight

Back to back they faced each other

Drew their swords and shot each other

A deaf policeman heard the noise

Ran over there and shot those boys

If you don’t believe my lie is true

Ask the blind man, he saw it too

The Stranger With Your Name

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May 22nd, 2025

I saw your name on the profile
In October’s midnight hours
Then the pictures weren’t of you
But your name still had powers
I decided to swipe right
I saw no harm in that decision
Then I froze in place
Like my heart took an incision
It wasn’t because it matched
We did but I didn’t engage
It’s what I couldn’t believe
On the very next page
There you were
Your photos and name
Even after two years
Your profile still looked the same
I sat in my feelings
The emotional weight
From your name to you
Like some twist of fate
I took another chance
As I slid your photo right
And froze to the statement
That triggered fight or flight
It said it’s a match
Two profiles back to back
Again holding off on messaging
And feeling the draw back
Something new
And something old
Feeling the weight
Of the decision I hold
Looking back at that night 
Now that my heart’s out of danger
Wondering why I never messaged
The other stranger

Drown

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April 14th, 2025

This is cliche but it didn’t kill me
I’m just done with this silence
I’m over your inconsistency
Knowing I’ll never find reliance
As the feelings come in waves
I accept that I am broken
And my words won’t change anything
So I leave them unspoken
No one can fix me except myself
But that’s a job that I keep failing
Because I gave you power over me
And then you kept bailing
Maybe it’s the loneliness
That’s making me feel haunted
I just wish it wasn’t you
Who made me feel unwanted
Even though I want to tell you this 
It’s easier to not bring it up again
Because I never asked for anything
And you couldn’t even be a friend
It didn’t even need to be a horizon
You could’ve brought me anything
Now this is the third year in a row
Where you won’t know me in spring
You decided to let me drown
But I know what people say
That it needs to rain in April
To enjoy the flowers in May