emily's memories
The Lighter Yo u a r e g a s o l i n e For an alreadyburning fire Rooted in my bones Yo u a r e e v e r y c e l l The very folds of my eyelids The slow flutters of tired eyes Yo u a r e s o f t s k i n a n d bruised knees I wish to hold your hand See how they mould together or Combust like supernovas See how the lines fade into one another like Unfinished maps finding their way Back Overlapping like mountains I wish for us to meet Beneath your jawline Make trails where it dips like The end of a Cliff I wish to get lost in Over collarbones and bare chest I wish to paint you Yo u w i t h y o u r w a r m o r b s o f light that Radiant from your body Just right I cannot describe the colors of your eyes It’s cold morning rise and the warm breezes of summer nights I wish I wish to carve your name Just where my heart is So that every time it beats I remember that you Are keeping me alive —Marylise Habiyambere
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“The idea of losing s o m et hi n g is t o y in g w it h t he id e a o f h av in g it in t h e f ir s t p l ac e, so I suppose I’ll be alr i g ht . ”
“...the ho p el es s l y r o m an t ic n o t io n t h at two people c an m ee t a n d in s t an t l y fa l l in lo ve , a n es c ap e s t o r y w he r e lo v e is t he h ig h e s t l aw a n d c o n q u er s a l l ag ain s t t h e odds. C h ar ac t e r s li k e B o n n ie an d C ly d e al w a y s ap p e al ed t o me as a t e en ag er c o u p le s s o in t o xic a t e d w it h o n e an o t h e r t h at t h e y f ea r n o t hin g in t h e p u r s u it o f t h e r ea li z at io n o f e ac h o t he r , ac t io n s fu e l e d b y b li n d u n c o n d i t io n al lo ve . ”
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emily's memories