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“If I Am Not Worth Your Apology” by Najwa Zebian If I am not worth your apology,you are not worth me carryingthe pain that you caused me.So I will forgive you, not for youbut for me.I deserve to let go.I deserve to be free of your pain.and if youcan’t admit your own mistakes,I will not allow the ashes that your painturned me intoto hold me hostage. Follow Najwa @najwazebian xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“To Jeanie” by Mark Twain Good-bye! a kind good-bye,I bid you now, my friend,And though 'tis sad to speak the word,To destiny I bend And though it be decreed by FateThat we ne'er meet again,Your image, graven on my heart,Forever shall remain. Aye, in my heart thoult have a place,Among the friends held dear,-Nor shall the hand of Time effaceThe memories written there. Goodbye,S.L.C. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

All life is a revolt against deathand all revolts are eventually quelled.The question is:in those momentswith a rock in your handand tear gas in your eyescan you smile to the fatesstand tallandmake your voice heard? xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“Maps” by Christopher Poindexter I am yours.I am yours as the starsbelong to the skyand I am yours as the rivers belongto the sea.I am yours as your tearsbelong to your eyesand I am yoursas your lungs belongto the pattern in whichyou breathe. Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexter xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Does the sun promise to shine?No, but it will—even behind the darkest clouds,and no promisewill make it shine longer or brighterfor that is its fate,to burn until it can burn no more.To love you is not my promisebut my fate—to burn for youuntil I can burn no morexx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"i carry your heart with me" by e e cummings  i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the budand the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart  (i carry it in my heart) xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

We collided by mistakefate dancingin the raftersas I wanderedthe roomuntil I saw youlaughing to a friendand Iclosed my eyesso I could seethe white swingthe children laughinga thousand momentsof happyand sadand old handsin old handsa life in a flashand there,in my open eyes—was you. Other Poems Read Today:"The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

The simplest truthis that wefall in love with the way someone makes us feel or doesn’tand that’s pretty well the all of it. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“I Don’t Know When” by JmStorm i don’t know wheni fell in love withyou because I cannotpoint to a day or aweek and say “hereis it, this is whenit happened”.i just can’t.it feels like it hasalways been in meand I finally foundwho it was for. FollowJmStorm @jmstormquotes xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

"I Am Sensitive” by Najwa Zebian I am sensitive.It means that when I laugh,I laugh my heart out.And when I cry,the birds in the skycry with me.When I see pain in your eyes,I feel it in my heart.My sensitivity makes mereal.If you want me,know that I will notleave my sensitivityto be loved byanyone. Follow Najwa @najwazebian xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

“I Am Not Yours” by Sarah Teasdale I am not yours, not lost in you,Not lost, although I long to beLost as a candle lit at noon,Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you stillA spirit beautiful and bright,Yet I am I, who long to beLost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love - put outMy senses, leave me deaf and blind,Swept by the tempest of your love,A taper in a rushing wind. xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

When I first met youI remembered youfrom a hundred different dreamsand there you werefor me to loveall over againfor the very first time.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“We Laid In Bed” by Christopher Poindexter  We laid in bedand watched the clocksaround us danceuntil time to us,was only the riseand fall of ourruptured heartbeats.We kissed and we kisseduntil we knew no other tasteand we no longer understoodthe pattern of a day aswe fell in love with thecolors and the worldbetween each other’seyelids.Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexterxx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com 

 We lost ourselveseyes shut in a kissour lips the threadthat held us to the earth like a balloonwhile we floated in the cosmic cotton of spacetoes dipping in the pools of blackcooling our bodies—until we awokein wet woolin the rain of realthe mists of morningsoaking in a parkso cold but warm with youandonly the rainto remind us wewere there at all. Other Poems Read Today:"I Wanna Be Yours" by John Cooper Clarke“Song" by Allen Ginsberg Thank you to Native for sponsoring this week's episode. For 20% off your first purchase, visit nativedeodorant.com and use promo code ATTICUS during checkout.xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

It’s not the fear of losing themthat scares us,it’s that we have given themso many of our piecesthat we fear losingourselveswhen they are gone. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“Remember” by Christina RossettiRemember me when I am gone away,Gone far away into the silent land;When you can no more hold me by the hand,Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.Remember me when no more day by dayYou tell me of our future that you plann'd:Only remember me; you understandIt will be late to counsel then or pray.Yet if you should forget me for a whileAnd afterwards remember, do not grieve:For if the darkness and corruption leaveA vestige of the thoughts that once I had,Better by far you should forget and smileThan that you should remember and be sad. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"Out Here On This Very Day” by Prince Neptune (Cody Simpson) Out here on this very dayWe journey further into the illusionAdrift in the great dreamYearning for entry into the severed realm Do you know that the death of earth soon come?Do you know the progress of destruction?Do you know the strange new topography of the coast? Life closes in slowly around usAnd we seek salvation in copulationIn drugsAnd by sunset we ascendOnly to find that our mindsAnd our bodiesWeren't ours at all.Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet and @codysimpson xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

"Her Heart Sank Into Her Shoes” by F. Scott FitzgeraldHer heart sank into her shoesas she realized at last howmuch she wanted him.No matter what his past was,no matter what he had done.Which was not to say that shewould ever let him know,but only that he moved herchemically more than anyoneshe had ever met, that allother men seemed pale beside him. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Today I opened a bookand found a flowerthat you’d pressed—it was orangeand redand yellowand small.And in all waysit was our lovegone nowbut beautiful stillas the memory of something more.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by Mary Elizabeth FryeDo not stand at my grave and weepI am not there; I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that blow,I am the diamond glints on snow,I am the sun on ripened grain,I am the gentle autumn rain.When you awaken in the morning's hushI am the swift uplifting rushOf quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com