akyri - Hello Poetry

I can’t wait for you to fall out of love— Wether in a romantic way or not, I want the waiting game from the inevitable to end— Because at the end of the day watching you slowly love me less is worse then just watching you step away.

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May 3

May 3, 2026 at 2:08 PM UTC

A slow, painful drift apart

I can’t wait for you to fall out of love— Wether in a romantic way or not, I want the waiting game from the inevitable to end— Because at the end of the day watching you slowly love me less is worse then just watching you step away.

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I think I miss you more than I’ve shown, I’ve dreamt about you, And you bleed into my thoughts once in a while. I’ve seen your face once, and the memory is fading— yet you’re still prominent. Im grieving the touch of your promises, And held by the grip of your lies. I don’t know where you are now, how you’ve been, or who’ve you met, but I hope you carry the memory of me as often as I do yours. I didn’t love you. I don’t love you. Or at least that what I tell myself. I didn’t know you— I really didn’t, yet now as I stare at your vacant contact, I find myself missing our conversations. Missing you. Sometimes I wish I had said something different. Would that have changed what you did? Would we have been talking at this very moment? Still no matter what I say now, it won’t change the fact that: You Are Gone. Maybe I should just bury the memory of you away, yet it feels the memory is still too close. Like a corpse too warm to be put away for forever, yet as I lie you in this forsaken coffin I’ll say my goodbyes. You are worth more than you’ll ever know. I’ll see you again, whether in this life or my next. Your dreams are more real than you think. I know you’ll get through it. Good luck for your upcoming project. I miss you. I love you. Goodbye.

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Apr 22

Apr 22, 2026 at 11:00 PM UTC

I miss you.

I think I miss you more than I’ve shown, I’ve dreamt about you, And you bleed into my thoughts once in a while. I’ve seen your face once, and the memory is fading— yet you’re still prominent. Im grieving the touch of your promises, And held by the grip of your lies. I don’t know where you are now, how you’ve been, or who’ve you met, but I hope you carry the memory of me as often as I do yours. I didn’t love you. I don’t love you. Or at least that what I tell myself. I didn’t know you— I really didn’t, yet now as I stare at your vacant contact, I find myself missing our conversations. Missing you. Sometimes I wish I had said something different. Would that have changed what you did? Would we have been talking at this very moment? Still no matter what I say now, it won’t change the fact that: You Are Gone. Maybe I should just bury the memory of you away, yet it feels the memory is still too close. Like a corpse too warm to be put away for forever, yet as I lie you in this forsaken coffin I’ll say my goodbyes. You are worth more than you’ll ever know. I’ll see you again, whether in this life or my next. Your dreams are more real than you think. I know you’ll get through it. Good luck for your upcoming project. I miss you. I love you. Goodbye.

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Perhaps what’s worse than failing is trying your best and still not winning.

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Apr 22

Apr 22, 2026 at 11:28 AM UTC

Not Enough

Perhaps what’s worse than failing is trying your best and still not winning.

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I wish you were as desperate for me As I was (am) for you.

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Apr 15

Apr 15, 2026 at 2:33 PM UTC

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I wish you were as desperate for me As I was (am) for you.

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I Love You. Do I tell you that enough? If I’m being honest I don’t tell Anyone that enough— I love your smile and the way it crinkles at your eyes, I love your contagious laugh, And I wonder if you know how I light up at your name in my notifications. I could talk to you for hours as the warm morning sunrise melts into the starry night sky. As the sun’s light turns into the moon’s shine, I know neither are relevant to when I look at you and see My universe. I could tell you all of the cliche quotes like “I’d **** you for you.” But at the end of the day I’d also admit; “I’d Live For You.” I’d live for a chance to see you smile, Hear you laugh, Feel your touch, Be Someone to You. Because even if I’m just Someone to you that’s enough to keep you as my Everything.

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Apr 14

Apr 14, 2026 at 2:32 PM UTC

Someone to my Everything

I Love You. Do I tell you that enough? If I’m being honest I don’t tell Anyone that enough— I love your smile and the way it crinkles at your eyes, I love your contagious laugh, And I wonder if you know how I light up at your name in my notifications. I could talk to you for hours as the warm morning sunrise melts into the starry night sky. As the sun’s light turns into the moon’s shine, I know neither are relevant to when I look at you and see My universe. I could tell you all of the cliche quotes like “I’d **** you for you.” But at the end of the day I’d also admit; “I’d Live For You.” I’d live for a chance to see you smile, Hear you laugh, Feel your touch, Be Someone to You. Because even if I’m just Someone to you that’s enough to keep you as my Everything.

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“I wanna die.” I told the girl in the mirror. She didn’t say anything, about the people who supposedly loved me, or how better days were ahead; she just stayed. She stayed with me as I sat on the cool tile of the bathroom floor. We stared at the full moon behind the trees, warm tears running down the curves of my face. No music played, wind didn’t sway the trees. Silence was the only sound that filled the room. I turned on my phone. No notifications. I shut it off. I turned it on again; 11:49. I had school tomorrow. Or I didn’t, if all went to plan. …what plan? There was no plan, there shouldn’t be a plan, there can’t be a plan; Because I told HER I wasn’t gonna leave.

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Apr 3

Apr 3, 2026 at 11:50 PM UTC

:)

“I wanna die.” I told the girl in the mirror. She didn’t say anything, about the people who supposedly loved me, or how better days were ahead; she just stayed. She stayed with me as I sat on the cool tile of the bathroom floor. We stared at the full moon behind the trees, warm tears running down the curves of my face. No music played, wind didn’t sway the trees. Silence was the only sound that filled the room. I turned on my phone. No notifications. I shut it off. I turned it on again; 11:49. I had school tomorrow. Or I didn’t, if all went to plan. …what plan? There was no plan, there shouldn’t be a plan, there can’t be a plan; Because I told HER I wasn’t gonna leave.

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