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Reignite Me
Reignite Me
Reignite Me
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Reignite Me

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A lot can happen in ten years.
Especially when it comes to love
crushes
hookups
relationships
and everything in between.
All documented in poems
jotted down in the margins,
all acquired in one little book.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherNova Jarvis
Release dateMar 8, 2022
ISBN9798985727913
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    Reignite Me - Nova Jarvis

    Reignite Me

    Nova Jarvis

    Reignite Me

    Copyright © 2022 by Nova Jarvis

    All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in book reviews.

    These are my memories, from my perspective, and I have tried to represent events as faithfully as possible.

    Ebook Edition: March 2022

    ISBN: 979-8-9857279-0-6

    Cover Design by Nova Jarvis

    ARSON

    You loved me,

    that much I knew.

    I read the messages

    after we split.

    While I tried to move on

    you tried for us to heal.

    But the cracks were too wide

    for normal glue.

    I cried with every message,

    every snap,

    every text,

    because I could feel

    how much you loved me,

    but why wasn’t it enough

    when we were together?

    You were the best,

    I said,

    when we first met.

    Because six months in

    you were the worst.

    Instead of ending it

    you said It’s just for a little while

    pretending

    there was no service

    ten miles down the road

    as you spent your time

    messaging her,

    convincing her

    I was

    delusional

    for believing

    you were still mine.

    I guess I should have known

    when our conversations ended

    and began

    with I was pretty

    that you didn’t actually want me

    you wanted my body.

    Maybe I am broken,

    shattered glass amongst plush carpet

    pushed deep into the skin of your toes,

    just a bother

    as I cling to you.

    Please,

    don’t remove me.

    I wanted to ride around

    or hike to that spot

    to look at the stars,

    but you had used me to my full extent,

    and didn’t care if I sat on your bed

    with no food,

    thirsty,

    nothing to do,

    until I slipped under the covers

    hiding my tears

    as I knew the end was near.

    Falling for you is like climbing a brick wall,

    my fingers grasping the cracks as I pull myself up.

    I slip and tear open the flesh on the tips

    of my fingers. I want to give up,

    but I yearn for you more.

    I climb again, a handhold here, a foothold

    there. I climb higher this time and cling

    to the wall as it crumbles around me.

    I fall

    and am crushed.

    I never took you for a runner,

    and yet you still took off with pieces of me

    crumbled and torn,

    leaving me in rubble,

    coating me in dust,

    that I’m still washing away.

    You haunt me in ways

    I never thought someone could remain.

    Your scent clings to the bedsheets

    and as much as I will it to go,

    it stays.

    I touch your things

    taking them in one last time,

    one last sight,

    one last feel,

    one last feel as I cry into a shirt

    I

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