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By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I don’t face sadness when friends leave because friends always come back. Yet when lovers leave, it’s like death. You’ll never see them again.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I don’t write poetry. I reiterate conversations.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

You don’t need them. It’s that simple. But for some reason it’s complex. It’s difficult. It’s dangerous. We can’t seem to fathom it.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Should’ve, could’ve, would’ve, but you didn’t. So you move on.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Maybe my problem is that all of my decisions are calculated.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Sometimes he does talk back, but sometimes he doesn’t. Sometimes he’s not there; and from time to time I believe this was all nothing but imaginary.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I love and I lust and it really doesn’t matter if they love me back because sometimes that’s what love is.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

When is it too right but too wrong to be right?

By Anonym 19 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

They always come back, but we don’t always answer.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I was mad. I was bitter. I was angry. I was outraged. I was sad. I was hateful. I was hurt. I was in love. But I never let him take the best of me.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I fear falling in love and understanding why.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I’ll never know if it was figuratively or literally when he said I drove him crazy.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

we were just looking for what could instead of what was what should be instead of how it was

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I loved myself and since I loved me, I loved him because I realized he was good for me. A type of self worth, a type of narcissistic love.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Things could always be, but some things will never have been.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

You can’t patch cracks on a glass house.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

You couldn’t tell I was crying because my eyes were closed.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I had no desire to tell anyone I was in love. I knew and that was all that mattered. I had a theory that sharing would somehow take away the love and give it to everyone else. And I wanted it. All to myself.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

If I lived around the corner we would still be together, but honestly, it would’ve been for all the wrong reasons.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I was nineteen. You had your lips on my neck and whispers in my ear. You drove me crazy. But I mistook crazy for absolute happiness.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I said your name five times too many because I was searching to see if you came when I needed you.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Not every relationship is meant to last. Some are there to create an impact on your life. Relationships that last three months are just as important as ones that last a lifetime.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

It was our first date and I asked what his favorite movie is. He asked if I’d judge him, but instead of judging him I just loved him.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Loving you might’ve been free, but it sure took a toll on me.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Old-fashioned dating still exists. You’re either dating the wrong people or you are the problem.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

All of your fears and thoughts were mine, you were so scared but it was beyond divine.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

If I had amnesia, I know I would fall in love with you all over again.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Tonight I’ll be looking at the blood moon and maybe I’ll think of you. But maybe I won’t and I probably won’t, but I guess that’s a chance you had to take.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

You mistake tragedy for horror because no one likes true sadness.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I loved you with texture. You loved with a softness. Texture brought detail, softness brought folds. Folds brought creases and creases had secrets.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I wasn’t obsessed with him until I felt him fading. But maybe I was always obsessed, I just didn’t feel the anxiety of it until the trust was gone.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I touched him. From brain to body, in ways I couldn’t quite understand. But he did and for him, that was all that mattered.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Playing victim to situations you can walk away from is disrespectful to people who face positions where they can’t.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Love is the intense feeling behind dying and killing for someone other than yourself.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Wrote you a poem or two. You didn’t enjoy them, but I did for you.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

But could words be the end of me?

By Anonym 18 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Some people live just looking for someone to die for.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I don’t know where I am or where I’m going, but I just want to be right here.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I’m not thankful for being fucked over, I’m thankful for what I took from it. What I learned. What I taught myself in that particular moment. I'm grateful someone was able to take me there and let me be in that moment - not with them, but with myself. How my emotions could surrender to someone and make me feel everything I felt. It destroyed me, but I made my way through; and I look back years from, and I still love him, I do.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

It was never a lingering sadness in result of us not being together. It was more so your arrogance towards the situation that brought on the sadness.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

You know how exit signs are bright and red and at times we’re blind to what’s behind? The doors are just subliminal metaphors that lead us through life. We never know, but we take a chance and open it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I remember things like dates down to minutes, what they smelled like, how they walked and how they tug their hands in their pockets. I twine myself in nostalgia of moments and not necessarily the people in them. I long for the idea of the past and occasionally forget the present. I find myself lost in memories, just looking to recreate the moment; forgetting the past is in the past and what we have is now.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Loving you was easy. Hating you was hard. Falling out was insane.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Maybe the problem isn’t everything and everyone around you, but what lies within you.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

He was beautiful and still is, we just couldn’t flow within the same constellation.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

We looked at each other, smiled and agreed that maybe I’m too intense. Then we ate our food and I just smirked because I knew it was true.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

He said he liked my rhythm. I said I liked his heartbeat, and it was within that moment I knew our corners would never meet.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Eventually I’ll stop writing about you and it’ll be bittersweet. Not because I’m not in love with you, but because I’ll just love you.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

Sometimes the anxiety takes over and I can’t seem to fathom the love he gives me.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Dominic Riccitello

I don’t want content. I want slight fear. Anxiety. I want a longing devotion for a twist of absence. The feeling of complete isn’t quite pleasing.