He was all the right things.
At exactly the wrong time.
There was nothing I could say,
No way to make him mine.
So I let him go.
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 10:23 PM UTC
I am starting to care.
Oh god please make it stop!
I think I might dare.
No no no not again
I just want to love, and be loved
Why these desires
I second guess every thought.
*And you **** well should!*
But...
Oh here we go
I thought...
Don't think just stop it!
That maybe...
Facepalm
You would dare to take a chance.
Oh great
On a broken heart like me.
Mhm
That you would want to get to know,
Don't do it!
The girl who used to smile :)
Those days are gone you idiot!
You don't need to become my happiness
Seriously loser?
Just share it with me <3
So cliche
But please, please
Oh great begging
Please, don't break my heart
Here it comes
Because if you do,
If? When you mean.
There will be nothing left
You got that right
Ever again.
Oh the depravity
My conscience
Heyo
Tell me no, just stop and let go
I am right!
But...
What the heck!
I need you :/
No you don't!
To remind me I'm alive
Not for long!
In the morning and the night
Blah blah blah
You will be my light
Oh how sweet
I believe you are worth the risk
No he isn't!
And the pain
You idiot!
And the tears
Oh cry me a river
Because love isn't a risk
Wah?
It's a liability
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:38 AM UTC
*in every lifetime
there is that special someone who steps into your path
while their presence may be brief
their footprints are eternal*
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 2:16 PM UTC
*I fell in love with the mornings
and waking up to breakfasts in bed
drinking coffee only you would know how to make
I fell in love with noon
and the lunches we had together
talking about the latest news over takeout
I fell in love with the afternoons
and the times we spent reading on the couch
eating every word interrupted by coffee stains
I fell in love with the nights
and our stupid little adventures
driving aimlessly and getting lost on the highway
I fell in love with the midnights
and talking to you about anything and everything
watching you stare at my mouth listening to every word
I fell in love with the moments
and everything in between the beginning and the end
wishing I could still spend them with you
I fell in love with the sound of your voice
and the feel of your existence
but I am not in love with you.*
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
I hear them all,
I hear them say:
*This Love you feel,
Is not meant to stay.*
**This love is so strange
It'll drive you mad
Smiling through tears
At the thought of what you had.**
I hear them whisper, "we are nothing but blind"
Their voices get tangled in my mind.
They question me
And never let me see
When will they just let this love be?
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
I hope you read this letter
every word between the lines
I hope you read the frustration
with what I could not confide
I hope you read the anger
that's left me such a mess
I hope you read the million questions
rattling my little head
I hope you read these swollen eyes
when they were still yours to see
I hope you read these supple lips
when with yours, would still agree
I hope you read these warm fingers
when yours were still willing to hold
I hope you read the little lies
that left your promises bold
I hope you read the love
inevitably bled
I hope you read the hope
amid all the things unsaid
I hope you read the resentment
of letting go so soon
I hope you read these lines
the last ones I write for you
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC
My love for you is a different kind,
less explosive and hardened;
no longer plagued by ecstasy.
No romance, roses, or advances.
My love for you is a different kind,
not light-hearted, friendly, or smooth,
lacking tact, natural, or loose.
Not friendship, laughter, and chances.
My love for you is a different kind,
ostracized in form, yet firm, careful,
restless, persistant, and withdrawn.
Not lost, forgotten, or resentful.
My love for you is a different kind,
now,
and I don't know what to do.
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
We were so close
I had you right at the tips of my fingers
like the shore is to the sea
now we are separated by miles and space
like the wolf is to the moon
though I see her we will not be
so I'll cry in the night when no one else can see
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
so how do you know if you are heartbroken?
do you have the sinking feeling in your stomach,
or is it in the chest that feels like an anchor that scrapes?
do you badly want to touch his face,
and then cry because you cant?
do you wish to see him in your dreams,
and feels a little bit happy the moment you do?
do you know where to begin,
cos you are missing him?
do you cry on the bathroom floor,
in the midnight or before you sleep?
do you cry for all the maybe's,
maybe there's someone else?
do you pity your heart,
for how much hurt it can carry?
do you crave for his touch,
and the way it made you feel?
do you want to hear his laugh,
and the way his eyes smile?
do you still believe in love's magic,
the way you believed in him?
do you ache for the words he said,
the words you held so dear?
do you feel blank and blah,
and your world starts, falling?
do you avoid everything else,
that will take you back on him?
do you look back on the memories,
as they starts flashing?
do you tell yourself that it's going to be okay,
but sadly, you do not know when?
do you crave and crave and crave more,
until you fall into your sleep?
do you wish to God to bring him back,
even tho not knowing if it is right?
do you feel like you need to survive,
and wake up to feel it over again?
do you feel like you are dying,
but other times you are dead?
do you feel like these words weren't enough
to describe what you feel or
do you feel like you looked like intact,
but still never the same?
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
My intent wasnt to fall in love.
But you pushed me.
Now all at once Im falling into oblivion
and there you stand, steady, and fully aware of what youve done and proud of what has come as a consequence.
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC