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awankertas
awankertas
25/F what would our first encounter be like?
Today my mother sent pictures of my cats with my house on the background. Everything looks the same as the day I left. It's like time has barely passed over there but here, it feel like forever has passed by. When it's only been 3 days.
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Mar 19, 2022
Mar 19, 2022 at 12:04 AM UTC
A day feels like forever.
to the person whom even in his absence, voice still echoes through my ears: "no, we couldn't" as a reply to everytime i sing: "we could have it all" happy birthday i hope u'll get a cake
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Feb 1, 2022
Feb 1, 2022 at 9:24 AM UTC
happy birthday
I remember the days from 2 years ago, when the only thing I wanted to do was cry. And when I was finally done crying, I did the most cliché and expected thing, ; cutting my hair short. The thought to cut my hair never occurred to me again. Because I want to keep the length of my hair as a reminder, of the days I spent without you. Because cutting my hair again would be a betrayal, would be tricking my mind into thinking, "this is the end of my episodes..." I know it isn't the end.
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Jan 4, 2022
Jan 4, 2022 at 7:04 AM UTC
it isn't the end
To say I've erased every single evidence of you, is a big fat lie. My Instagram's archive would remind me, every year without fail, how you became part of my life that night. A memory I could never delete. Does yours remind you of me too? Because, I'm clinging onto the very last evidence, that you once, happened.
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Oct 29, 2021
Oct 29, 2021 at 11:29 PM UTC
There is no going back, but...
you and me, are in an unfinished story, that kind which the ending is made cliff-hanging, but there's usually a sequel coming. but you and me, won't make it into the next book, even after a year of writing. because you and me, parted ways for good. but I am still living in one of those chapters, Should have make my character dead.
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 11:12 AM UTC
365 days without you
I am a fridge, Keeping everything you need, In this cold body of mine. My heart skips a beat, every time you come, opening my door to take anything you need, only to leave again, closing me shut. On happy days, you'll leave properly. On bad days, you'll leave angrily, slamming my door, because someone has taken, your favorite smoothie. The blame is on me, for I have failed, to keep everything you need. Bon appetit, of everything you took out of me, including my self love and sanity.
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Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC
Bon Appetit
I just want peace. I just want to listen to songs, And not feel the ache in my heart. I just want to walk in public, And not flinch, Every time I think I heard your voice. I just want peace. Can you please, let me have it?
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Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 8:51 AM UTC
a desperate plea
The happiness was brief, The sadness stayed long. I thought we had all the time in the world, Well I thought wrong.
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Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 1:30 PM UTC
don't take any moment for granted
I try so hard, To keep myself busy & occupied, So you will be the last thing to think about. I try so hard, To have as much fun as possible during the day. So you will be the last thing to think about. I try so hard, To not think of you, But you are everywhere. Everything reminds me of you. When I see my planner, I remember I meant to ask you when is your birthday. When I see my books, I remember I meant to ask you what is your most precious possession. When I see my pink purse, I remember I was meant to ask you what is your favorite color. You had no idea, Just how much I hold onto your words. You made me believe, That we have all the time in the world. None of us try to fix this. Getting back what we once had, No matter how much I want it. Because we both know that, We’re not something worth saving.
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Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC
You?
Everything and everyone that comes after you are easier, because nothing is harder than you. Nothing is harder than leaving you. Nothing is harder than not replying to you. Nothing is harder than pretending you don’t mean anything to me. Nothing is harder than forgetting you. Nothing is harder than seeing you loving someone and that someone isn’t me. Nothing is harder than writing to you knowing you would never be able to read it.
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 5:43 AM UTC
nothing is harder than you