Nostalgia - the yearning to return to places, to people, to versions of myself I never got to say goodbye to.
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Nostalgia - the yearning to return to places, to people, to versions of myself I never got to say goodbye to.

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“I am not used to being held tenderly
I am not used to being held
At least not for long
I am used to clumsy hands
Hands that take all I have to offer
Hands too rough for a heart as delicate as mine
So even if you promise me the gentlest of loves
And try and lay me down on a bed of roses
I will walk away
Only thinking of the thorns”
- K.M.//I am still picking out the thorns from having spent too many nights in beds that were not made to hold me
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“Not lovers, definitely not friends
Just strangers making love on another stranger’s bed
Sweet nothings whispered under sheets
Only remind me of past lovers who didn’t know what love means
We decide to give up on honey lies
And settle for the sting of vodka and bloodshot eyes
Hands in my hair and our bodies intertwined
But eyes shut right, I feel the ghosts of fingers long gone still lingering on my spine
And some days I wish I had someone to call mine
But most days I settle for a body to keep the bed warm at night”
- K.M.//Finding strangers to lose myself in

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“
You keep telling me that my body is no longer pure
That too many boys have seen the moonlight wash over my hips
That I still have ghosts of fingers long gone, lingering on my spine
That they left my body a graveyard, a hollow shell of what it once was
But, my body was never theirs to take, never theirs to ruin
They were merely visitors, sinners in search of redemption
My body was holy long before they lay their hands on it
It will still be divine long after they have left
“
- K.M.//My body is a temple
“
Do you ever read my poems
And wonder if I'm still writing about you
Wonder whether you're the boy
With eyes as dark as coffee at 4am
And a laugh that sounds like fireworks exploding
Because I've got something to say to you honey
As much as you like to think you're irreplaceable
You were just another boy in a string of 'I love yous'
So if you're reading this right now
Please know, you've been forgotten
”
- K.M.//The art of forgetting
“And some days you put yourself out there and you hope that they will feel the same way; but some days they don’t, some days they can’t give you the love you were looking for, some days they leave without any reasons or explanations; those days are the ones it’s easy to feel weak for letting yourself care but those are the days you must remind yourself you are strong for being vulnerable, you are brave for trying to be soft;”
- K.M.//Healing through vulnerability
“
You handed me your stained glass heart and I shut my fist around it
I needed to bleed and your heart seemed like a worthy casualty
And I told myself I was creating art, a mosaic of broken stained glass
But I never once asked you if I could use your misery as my muse
“
- K.M.//Self serving narcissists disguised as poets
You deserved an apology, not excuses.
K.M.//For all the times I broke your heart

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Please don’t wrap your hands around my waist If all you really want is to put them inside me Because all I ever wanted when I let you hold me Was to feel safe, to feel like I was special to you Please don’t tell me you love the way I laugh When all you’re thinking about is your tongue down my throat Because I’m laughing at the way your nose wrinkles up when you’re annoyed Because I’m busy noticing the the little things Please don’t tell me you love me When all you really love is the way my hips look with moonlight washing over them Because I love you for the way your eyes light up When you talk about something that you’re passionate about Please don’t waste your time if my body is all you want Because all I really have to offer is seventeen years of unrequited love
K.M.//The love you have to offer is not the love I’m looking for
Some people left even though I fought for them Others left because I didn’t fight hard enough And after spending years blaming myself for them leaving I realised that maybe they all left because they didn’t think I was worth fighting for
K.M.//On loving people who don’t love you
From the first time I let you wrap your hands around my waist I knew you were going to be the death of me And I always knew that your promises to love me Were nothing but sweet lies whispered to me under the sheets But with your hands in my hair and your lips on my neck I felt alive for the first time in seventeen years And maybe letting you ruin me was the price I paid
K.M.//You came with a warning sign
I’m looking for the words to an apology But I’ve hurt you in more ways than I know how to apologise for I broke your heart more times than I can count And each time you held me with my guilt and my sadness And told me I didn’t need to apologise, that there was nothing to forgive With us it was always me doing the breaking and you doing the healing All I ever gave you was heartache and tears and pain And through it all you still found a way to love me I never deserved a love like yours So even though it hurts to watch you leave I’m glad you can finally find someone who loves you the way you always loved me
K.M.//The breaking and the healing
And we had a love like the kind you see in the movies Strangers falling in love under star filled summer skies Dancing to the sound of raindrops hitting the roof And falling for you felt like finally coming home But the warm summer turned to a bitter winter And lovers turned into strangers with memories of a summer
K.M.//A summer like the movies

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Of course we were temporary All things worth loving are Like the sinking sun We burnt bright and we died out But god were we beautiful I think I found our forever Within those few fleeting moments
K.M.//Sunsets and you
This is for the ones I lost this last year, the ones I grew up with This last year has been the hardest so far, and I needed you I needed you to hold me and tell me it would be alright And maybe it’s my fault that you weren’t around I never told you I was hurting, never asked you to be there But how do you tell someone they are the reason you are hurting I watched you make new memories without me Watched you forget me like I was a distant memory, a story from the past And so when I needed to hear your voice I blasted music instead When I needed you to hold me, I took cold showers When you asked me how I was doing without you, I told you I had never been happier And don’t get me wrong I know things can’t go back to the way they were So this isn’t me asking for a do over This is an apology, for not telling you what you meant to me This is a thank you, for helping me grow
K.M.//For the ones I thought I’d never lose