it is so terrifying
to be real to someone
to be knowm to someone
to be a person in somebody else's eyesI have lived
in a fantasy world
for so long
and now I am starting to wake up
and feel real againrealer than being real alone can feel sometimes
I am real when I am aware in a crowd
and I am terrified of how real I would feel
if you wrapped me in your arms
and told me not to say goodbyebecause I've never had that
nobody has ever loved me so intensely as I have loved myself
and I think that is a damn shame
because I know how to love someone
(at least I think so)
but I don't know what it is to be lovedunless you say my name
when there is no point to saying it
because I already know you're talking to meunless you outline how you view my personality
and you're actually right
and weirdly close to who I really amunless you call me by name
and tell me to stop being strong
and say you'll be strong for me so I can restand then
I feel a little more loved
than beforegoodnight.
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sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)