

of hands and pants my hands will always be openof hands and pants by ~keepwishing
you know you can always hold them
except those times
when i shove them
into the pockets
of these too-tight jeans
that i only bought for you
and those times
when they're holding my coffee
only needed
because of my fear
of falling asleep
and dreaming of you
and, of course
when they're adjusting the volume
on the headphones
that i thought you'd liek
that i sort of bought
to drown you out
and the rest of the time
when i clasp them together
for hope
of it feeling like you.
i guess now
my hands are off limits
sorry, there's no room for you.


untitled slowly, i'm easing myself over you.untitled by ~keepwishing
i'll always still wish
what we had was still there
but really.
why aim for something that you'll never have again?
why hate yourself when you could stop it?
you're not worth it
you're perfect
but not for me.


abuse:r: as if you're anything aloneabuse:r: by ~keepwishing
you don't realize how much you need me
i'll forgive these fake smiles
if you notice how far they go
eyebrows raised, as if to say
"i'm better than you."
which i'm sure you believe
i'm sure you also think
you could live without me.
i'd like to see you try.
tell me, who would you go to?
who else would you call?
who else would lie and tell you you're someone?
face it, you can't manage
without someone like me
guiding you, sculpting you
letting you be yourself
but even when you are
you're just little bits of others
you say i'm nothing without you
honestly?
you're nothing without me


more cliche poetry you are the essencemore cliche poetry by ~keepwishing
of all of my clichéd poetry
your beautiful and stupid insights
could never mean more
why is it
that we never love what's best
we always want so much more
so we go for what's worst
so now i know
that you'll never let me heal
and your perfect and vapid smile
will never shine on me
i'll never never understand
why you can't let someone go
i know i'm finally over us
but i can't get over you