Unexpected reply

Now I have to admit that I miss You..

I wasn't lying when I said that I forgot how to talk to you

I'm embarrassed about the most meaningless things when I talk to you

everything that you said to me is incredibly important to me, That is why I will never forget you.

that taste of friendship was so surreal..

When it was You and I.

Everything that I feared, was making me insecure...

But you were always there...

I want to keep talking to you, but now I feel desperate..

Hurt, alone, weak, and just a joke to you..

You are my friend....right?

I keep wanting to believe this, but my scars are skeptical..

Losing you again is my biggest fear..

-Belle Rose

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Photo from: AuthenticGrowth.com Words talked over, my voice inside my head Eyes controlled me, my skin burned, cut, and dead Anxiety, told me the biggest lies Notebook pages, soaked up all my loud cries Every mistake, piled up on my chest Heart beat, fast pace, impossible to rest The attention, self-esteem took hold of It hurts to unwrap, what a gift is self-love.

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I'm only writing because I have an urge. And all of these feelings, I will have to submerge. From the guilt after, telling someone my pain. The embarrassment, of my my borderline brain. The insecure lies, my anxiety finds. The weak side of me, reattached to their minds. When I'm all alone, those caring voices sink Today I'll save me, It's better done in ink. -Belle Rose

2009-2010

"You tore me apart, just look at my scars. Your clouds and hatred covered my bright stars." -Belle Rose

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