a small part of me still loves you.
wants to protect,
wants to fight for us,
sits in piles of memory.

my back curls down with the weight
that you’ve moved on –
not forward or away –
simply moved on, i’m convinced.

the rest of me breathes deep,
is light and strong,
rests without your concern.
most of me can forget you.

but my dreams are where you reside.
i can’t control
the repeating stories –
my mind’s unrequited hope.

by cassiejohnson

Poster child for 2w3's and Hufflepuffs. First-generation American (proud Pinay!), culture appreciator, Jesus follower, advocate for truth and humanity. I'm still a huge fan of my mid-2000's pop-punk playlist.


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