When We're Alone

April 11, 2010
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Your breath is warm. I can see it,
a puff in the cold air, so close to my face.
The sunlight sets in an orange pillow,
stars shining out, a moon hard like stone.
But I'm warm, you hold me so close—
at least in my dreams, you do.
You're next to me, staring at the moon,
eyes so fierce, they could never break.
But I break. You see me break all the time.
I broke when I saw you talking to her.
I broke when I asked if you liked her.
I can only see her face in that moon, a sad,
twisted smile, distorted frown. You know.
She's playing with you, but you still like her.

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Shahed said...
May 10, 2010 at 6:09 pm

Absouletly love it!! <3 <3 If you're a guy, God bless you! I never met a guy who could write, whos a teenager! Again GOd bless!!!

Check out my work ASAP! lol, and comment! You're just talented! I like  where it talks about different forms of breaking, and then that you break thats sad!

Joseph123 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
May 25, 2010 at 2:14 pm

Hi! Thanks for commenting :P I haven't been on Teen Ink recently because our house was robbed and my room was made a terrible mess, so I had a bunch of things to clean up. And of course there's hw...haha.

I think that maybe I could've worked a little bit more on the breaking bit in my poem. I just posted a new poem. I'm going right now to go see your work :D

Shahed replied...
May 25, 2010 at 3:47 pm

Aww, Im sorry about your home, hope they didnt steal something so valuable to you,

I saw your comments, I really really appriciate them! all of them! thank you so much!

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