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july 12, 2024—10 years and forever

you're making dinner, i'm sat on the counter

with my quiet music playing on the speaker

wet hair sticking to my neck and i'm talking about my day

you wait for me to finish and i'll wait for you to say

little quips and jokes with a quiet smile

i stare while you laugh for a little while

the hot pot steams and i get the plates

you plate the food and i sit and wait

sprinkling soda fizz and dim-lit rooms

our stained couch with bass-powered booms

really shitty movie, the bright tv display

i laugh as you squint your eyes in dismay

you fall asleep and i wash the dishes

ten years ago, dreams were only wishes

ten years from now, we'll earn riches

right now, we heal from our stitches

the house is small and the table is too

my heart feels home, right here with you

i'll tell you a secret, just between us two

for the rest of my life, i'll keep loving you

— reddestofscarves, 2:30am

april 1, 2024 — luna

oh, luna, tell me so

do you love me enough to let me go?

if you're the moon and i'm the sun

don't you think i'm better off alone?

oh, luna, i'm not the only star you'll find

rigil's brighter and toliman's one of a kind

being good is different from perfect

don't settle, consider every aspect

when i said you were the best thing to happen to me

i actually meant that only you ever stole my need to be free

oh, luna, i hope you'll understand

that going with you is to forget me

but being me won't stop my heart

from knowing we were written in the stars

and how i loved you from the start

always and forever, from here and afar

— reddestofscarves, 4:05 pm

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there is a hole in my heart

it's bleeding, the veins come untangled

my arteries are exposed

still, it morbidly pulses, even in death's clutch

and it's shaped like you.

- reddestofscarves, 9:33am on january 20, 2024

febuary 3, 2024 — night time is a past-time

darling, the moon and stars know your name

every night i sing about it with shame

and every sonnet i write is the same

will you ever forgive me again?

in the dark of night, these terrors lie

creepies that crawl and bats that fly

something i can't face, in the clouds i'm still high

'cause my greatest fear is saying goodbye

but i used to bike in this neighbourhood of mine

lately all that's passed the streets is time

so it goes and the churchbells chime

i'll have to accept i'm out your light of lime

moon's not out tonight, maybe i'll be fine

maybe this time i won't dream you're mine

moon's not out tonight, maybe i'll be fine

maybe this time i won't dream you're mine

- reddestofscarves, 10:07pm

april 6, 2024 — situationship

are we still friends?

were we more?

when all that's begun has come an end

will everything be back to the way it was before?

and my soul hates everything about you

doesn't mean my heart can't miss you

so when you're gone and i'm through

i'll pretend to move on too

oh, brought to a stop and then what?

i'm faced with a paradoxical thought

childhood memories are soulful wealth

how do i tune silence out with itself?

but i knew it then, it was our last day

see it in your eyes, "sorry it had to end today"

i shake my head, smile wide and say

"it's okay, no hard feelings anyway"

despite everything back then

when i pick up my paper and pen

my mind drifts to you, sweetest bullet bitten

and i'll write the messages i can't send

— reddestofscarves, 1:20pm

december 15, 2024 — she-doom

TW: implications of self deletion and dubcon/$@ near the end

she's a gift from god, she's gifted with a future

she loves science and doesn't understand how to feel heard

she'll love without reason and betray her own slaughter

and she'll always hate being compared to her own father

but time will always tell, it's a curse of mankind

to make the same mistakes and watch it rewind

but she's a woman so maybe life will spare mercy

she doesn't yet know adam is His favorite progeny

and if you ever forget why you had her

she'll cry herself to sleep at night and harbor the same laughter

cause she's the one who bears your burdens and seeks your contentment

and she's born of your love and grown on your resentment

no matter what she does, shes trapped

inescapable are your hands that attacked

growing old to find comfort in men that touch

in states of her mind she refutes to such

she'll end up like you, scared and alone

gleaming knife in skin and bone

or maybe a rope and chair to a ceiling of stone

and she'll always miss the warmth of home

— reddestofscarves, 8:32 pm

november 7, 2024 — love of mine

you know i'd love to stay the same

you know there's nothing left to say

neither of us stand at fault

yet this is the price we pay

maybe in another life

we wouldn't have this strife

free from the guilt

and yearnings fullfilled

you deserve someone who'll stay

through the good and the bad

and i'm sorry it couldn't be me

despite what we had

but i deserve someone too

to make the long run with me

not run me through

happy to love all i'm yet to be

no, you don't need me

if you did, i would not have scars

no, you aren't sorry

if you were, i wouldn't have to count

i think it's time to face our truth

heal and forgive what remains of our youth

yes, i loved you

but no love of mine will heal you

— reddestofscarves, 7:31pm