We are all just a car crash, .a diagnosis,.an unexpected phone call,.a newfound love,.or a broken heart away from becoming a completely different person. How beautifully fragile are we that so many things.can take but a moment.to alter.who we are.for forever?. -@SamuelDeckerT

I am not like you. I am .a lion.with a lamb's heart. At least I'll tell you.I love you.as I devour your soul. -Samuel Decker Thompson.

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Today marks 9 years since my brother died . For him, I believe his first love was his music, and the thing was, he saw his dream dying, or maybe he already felt it was dead, so he figured he might as well follow suit . I don't know? Who knows? I guess we never really will.

Love always carries a quiet cruelty,.it waits in the corner, patient as rust, watching you touch someone warm and swear they're yours,.and then one sun-drenched morning.love leaves without a note, .it doesn't even let you know,.and maybe months or years later .

You hand over your mornings.like fresh bread,.still warm from hope,.but their hands.are always cold,.always pulling apart.the softest parts of you. You tell yourself.love is patient,.love waits for the rain to pass,.but the roof never .

. One day you just stop seeing them reach, .and you realize you’ve been throwing rope to a statue,. a lover made of stone,.and at some point.you begin to think, .you might just be better off alone. -Samuel Decker Thompson. My book.

Every time I stayed, something in me slipped loose … peace peeled away, joy leaked out, self worth stared at me from the doorway and shook its head. -Samuel Decker Thompson

Back in the beginning he knew her as a woman.who could’ve split the sky.with her laugh,. and the angels would have spilled forth expecting to meet their kin,.but by the end of things it occurred to him that he hadn't heard her laugh like that in a very long time. He wondered .

Nobody gives a damn anymore. They swipe, they scroll, they talk in memes, they vanish before the warmth of your last sentence even cools. We're all starving in full fridges. We stack walls made of sarcasm, laugh at things we don’t feel, touch nothing that can touch back .

Funny how fast a woman can crawl into your ribcage with just a laugh, a few smart words, and that way she says your name like it already means something. -Samuel Decker Thompson.#poetry

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I have these dreams of you that tease and torture me even long after I have awakened, but I still welcome them for a chance to spend a few ethereal moments entwined with both your limbs and your soul. Sometimes,.I feel as if I miss you,.even though I've never been .

. I sit here some nights, thinking maybe I broke, maybe I've parted ways with reality, that this is all a dream and I never woke, because I just can't understand why you refuse to see me. -Samuel Decker Thompson .#poetry

. So, I’ll start over again, .no more golden halos,.no worshipping this time,.just the grit of what’s left in me. You taught me love isn't always fair,.but that I should’ve saved the best for the me that I can someday be. -Samuel Decker Thompson.#poetry

Our song drifted out of some rusted speaker,.and suddenly I wasn’t where I was. The street bent. My hands forgot their job. Breathing felt like too much effort. She rushed into my mind without warning, green eyes open wide with the same question I never could answer .

Let them slip. Let them go. You offered gold,.they said no. Don’t beg a thief to care,.Don't bleed for someone.who never even asked to be there. -Samuel Decker Thompson.#poetry

Just live in the eternal now,.let the future take care of itself,.the past is just a mirage,.potential is always an illusion. Peace won’t be found in clever camouflage,.nor in anyone’s grand delusion. -Samuel Decker Thompson.#poetry