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eleanora
eleanora
28/F
I’m sorry I haven’t written you a poem. You would think almost four years would have been enough time. It’s ironic because there is nothing to profess No profound feelings to be had Just coming to a realization. My mind is oddly at ease. The turmoil that previously resided there seems to have moved on Like a storm passing over a ship. I am no longer in love with you. It’s hard for me to pinpoint if it was the long distance that did it for me or maybe it was the lack of communication in the end Maybe there’s a hint of jealousy and despair seeing you thrive in a place that was so toxic to me. But, I would never ask you to leave your happiness and success And I hope you will do the same for me. I’m thankful for the relationship we had. I could not have become the woman I am today without you. You have given me the independence I’ve always craved For you were the crutch I needed to get walking But now it’s time for me to run For me to start my life Without you. You may never forgive me. And that’s okay. but I can’t live my life tied down to such a volatile place and I can’t love where my voice isn’t remembered.
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Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 2:52 PM UTC
Without you.
As I lay in bed after a long day My thoughts still wonder to you Months have gone by like seconds But like a picture in a frame I’m trapped in the past Lingering in what used to be I wonder if you feel the same But subconsciously know the truth Your sweetheart warms your bed at night A dream you never thought could be true I am happy for you But there is still a sting of pain Wishing I were her too At the end of the day it was her you were searching for... To be your everything Not me.
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Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 2:49 PM UTC
Not me.
When I stare at my screen to write or have a spare moment to myself All I can think of is you. It’d be foolish to call you my muse But your presence in my life has struck a cord I can’t seem to shake Try as I might to forget you our memories flow into my mind so effortlessly A part of me wonders if your thoughts wander to me too like the nights of pulling me closer to your chest, but another part doesn’t want to know in fear that you no longer feel the same. It’s ironic, really that I used to feel so open with you and would tell you everything. Now I’m scared to know what you’re thinking, so I live in this fantasy of unawareness to keep my feelings from shattering further I hate to admit my weaknesses and try to hide my emotions when I can but you see through me so easily So I think it’s safe to say my biggest weakness has become you. I love you and it has taken me too long to say this. I held off knowing my words would sound more selfish than endearing, but it was so hard not to fall for you. You made everything feel so right. So, my skydive began As felt myself plummet to the Earth’s surface but with you at my side I felt invincible. So, when I think of you my mind flutters not only for everything we were but everything we could’ve been. I think of the misfortune of our situation but maybe that’s what made me grasp a little tighter hold a little longer and be a little more carefree with my feelings. Maybe it would’ve been different if we could’ve truly been together. We could’ve fallen out of love as so many couples do or turned too comfortable in each others company. I like to fantasize a different reality where our futures collided and never strayed; they stay entangled like our legs under the sheets... But, I'm torturing my mind at this point waving what could be in my face beating a dream until every last drop has seeped from its corpse, but like the undead it seems to always rise at night and haunt my thoughts as I try to fall asleep. I honestly didn’t know a heart could hurt this much. This constant sinking feeling in my chest that has anchored itself within me. Try as I might I can’t shake it it physically hurts knowing you can’t be mine not because of lack of passion but rather our lives taking different directions. The worst part about this is not only watching you slip away but knowing it’d be selfish to try to stop you.
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Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 2:48 PM UTC
The Beaten Corpse
When I stare at my screen to write or have a spare moment to myself All I can think of is you. It’d be foolish to call you my muse But your presence in my life has struck a cord I can’t seem to shake Try as I might to forget you our memories flow into my mind so effortlessly A part of me wonders if your thoughts wander to me too like the nights of pulling me closer to your chest, but another part doesn’t want to know in fear that you no longer feel the same. It’s ironic, really that I used to feel so open with you and would tell you everything. Now I’m scared to know what you’re thinking, so I live in this fantasy of unawareness to keep my feelings from shattering further I hate to admit my weaknesses and try to hide my emotions when I can but you see through me so easily So I think it’s safe to say my biggest weakness has become you. I love you and it has taken me too long to say this. I held off knowing my words would sound more selfish than endearing, but it was so hard not to fall for you. You made everything feel so right. So, my skydive began As felt myself plummet to the Earth’s surface but with you at my side I felt invincible. So, when I think of you my mind flutters not only for everything we were but everything we could’ve been. I think of the misfortune of our situation but maybe that’s what made me grasp a little tighter hold a little longer and be a little more carefree with my feelings. Maybe it would’ve been different if we could’ve truly been together. We could’ve fallen out of love as so many couples do or turned too comfortable in each others company. I like to fantasize a different reality where our futures collided and never strayed; they stay entangled like our legs under the sheets... But, I'm torturing my mind at this point waving what could be in my face beating a dream until every last drop has seeped from its corpse, but like the undead it seems to always rise at night and haunt my thoughts as I try to fall asleep. I honestly didn’t know a heart could hurt this much. This constant sinking feeling in my chest that has anchored itself within me. Try as I might I can’t shake it it physically hurts knowing you can’t be mine not because of lack of passion but rather our lives taking different directions. The worst part about this is not only watching you slip away but knowing it’d be selfish to try to stop you.
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I have never felt so hollow. This feeling is so deafening in the silence of my room I never thought one person could have such a hold on my heart But here it lays in a thousand pieces as it once was before It’s a little different this time, though We both let go at the same moment After we came to the realization that Destiny and Life do not always see eye to eye Despite not wanting to release the grasp of this feeling we called love We entertained ideas of what could be To lessen the blow of what we are now And what we can never become I’m not one for fairy tales But I would read a thousand stories if it meant the ending always was me with you. I pray that one day I look up and see you standing before me and that I’ll never have to let you go Despite knowing that our paths will never cross again
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Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 2:41 PM UTC
Letting go.
A new path has started to etch itself before me and I find myself reflecting on my journey and how it used to be I’ve committed my whole life to this dream but looking back it’s the only path I’ve stayed true to it seems I’ve sacrificed so much to be here But what is a dream without conquering some fears? Or suffering through pain and shedding some tears? I don’t know if the aching of my heart is a requirement to fulfill dreams or if it’s just the aftermath of it all But I won’t let anyone see and I’ll keep standing tall Because I know looking back that the turmoil endured has helped be grow and has taught me not only to go with the flow But to forgive those who tried to shatter my passion that clearly shows So, thank you to everyone that I’ve met along the way There is so much you’ve done for me every day and despite the pain some of you have caused It did not cause me to hesitate or pause but rather push forward even harder toward this dream of mine So, here’s to my next adventure. I know it’ll be so much to endure But if i’ve spent my whole life chasing you I’ve got nothing to lose.
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Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 2:20 PM UTC
To My Next Adventure
It’s quite sad really That every moment I’ve had to myself I try to figure out what I have done wrong Like there is absolutely no way That all this pain could have been caused by you.
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 12:28 AM UTC
The Painful Reality
Angry screams bounce effortlessly                       around my head; they're too loud to dismiss.          shoving me forward attempting to push me                                                  off.                                      I attempt to hold my ground,                                        but the yelling mutates into wails                                                                                       shrieks                                                                               in distress                                                                          pain                                                                    anger                                                             suffering                                      guiding me backward                              towards the edge.          Did I really cause this much                                                                                                          pain?                                                                                       It would be so easy to jump                                                                                accidentally 'slip'                                                                        give up                                                                   let go                                                             fall and never look back.
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
Staring down a cliff.
Angry screams bounce effortlessly                       around my head; they're too loud to dismiss.          shoving me forward attempting to push me                                                  off.                                      I attempt to hold my ground,                                        but the yelling mutates into wails                                                                                       shrieks                                                                               in distress                                                                          pain                                                                    anger                                                             suffering                                      guiding me backward                              towards the edge.          Did I really cause this much                                                                                                          pain?                                                                                       It would be so easy to jump                                                                                accidentally 'slip'                                                                        give up                                                                   let go                                                             fall and never look back.
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My dear, I've lost everything I hold near; you've turned my heart into a constant pit of fear where I flinch at the sight of possible pain and lose sight of the flame I ever saw in us. It's such a shame that I have to put up such a fuss because I never really did much to stop what was bothering me the most, just let it drift away like a coast; might as well take a toast to all the few good times we had and be glad that you could've been the biggest part of my life. I really don’t want to do this, but you've turned my infatuated bliss into something that could be dismissed; I was ready to put all my cards on the table, expose my all like a fable, but everything got blown away when you decided to stop giving me the time of day and shut down everything I had to say. *You're a **** You make me go berserk even when you give me just the smallest smirk. I cant take this. You never have anything nice to say; think that makes me want to stay? I'm over this whole act. Have you ever learned manners? No? Do you expect me to adapt to this pettish play where 'men' are mean to the ones they like? That doesn’t even make sense. Why would you act in anger or give any thought of danger to someone you want to give your heart to? Does that somehow make sense to you? But, when I look into your eyes I can see past all these tries, that I truly despise, and I see the real you. The one that wants to hold my hand; someone who wants to understand everything I demand and commit to who I really am. Playing this tug-of-war will be the end of me. But, the game continues because of this stupid life I wished for. I should just shut the door since this has just become a chore I have to bear because it only seems fair since your eyes tell me more than the rest of you. I think we're through unless you change your ways that have somehow became apart of you. Sincerely, Your almost Love
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Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 5:22 PM UTC
Just a letter.
My dear, I've lost everything I hold near; you've turned my heart into a constant pit of fear where I flinch at the sight of possible pain and lose sight of the flame I ever saw in us. It's such a shame that I have to put up such a fuss because I never really did much to stop what was bothering me the most, just let it drift away like a coast; might as well take a toast to all the few good times we had and be glad that you could've been the biggest part of my life. I really don’t want to do this, but you've turned my infatuated bliss into something that could be dismissed; I was ready to put all my cards on the table, expose my all like a fable, but everything got blown away when you decided to stop giving me the time of day and shut down everything I had to say. *You're a **** You make me go berserk even when you give me just the smallest smirk. I cant take this. You never have anything nice to say; think that makes me want to stay? I'm over this whole act. Have you ever learned manners? No? Do you expect me to adapt to this pettish play where 'men' are mean to the ones they like? That doesn’t even make sense. Why would you act in anger or give any thought of danger to someone you want to give your heart to? Does that somehow make sense to you? But, when I look into your eyes I can see past all these tries, that I truly despise, and I see the real you. The one that wants to hold my hand; someone who wants to understand everything I demand and commit to who I really am. Playing this tug-of-war will be the end of me. But, the game continues because of this stupid life I wished for. I should just shut the door since this has just become a chore I have to bear because it only seems fair since your eyes tell me more than the rest of you. I think we're through unless you change your ways that have somehow became apart of you. Sincerely, Your almost Love
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When I look in the mirror and I see nothing, but they visualize the world in my curves so I go with it. I feel degraded, but their satisfaction somehow settles my nerves more than I’ll ever admit. There has to be something more than this, but instead I’m stuck in a mutated bliss that gives me less than a pinch of confidence, which I savor as my self-significance... ...is this all I’m worth?
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 9:46 PM UTC
Maybe they're just bluffing.
I held your hand while you cried; cradled your heart as it slowly died. She let you down, and I was the only one around to pick up the pieces listen to your speeches about how she was the one, that she was your sun. You were so frustrated, but so full of hope convinced that you were going to at least elope with a girl that never truly gave you her heart. God, I used to think you were smart. That’s what Love does to the soul: makes you feel whole, but can also turn you into an ******* Should’ve just stabbed me in the back then. Why did I ever consider you my friend? You’ve ****** me over already; I should’ve just grabbed a machete to hack at everything our friendship used to be. Why did you do this to me? I stood by side. I gave you everything I could provide. What did I do wrong? I need to stay strong. This was nothing I could foresee, but I’m still saying in my mind, why me? Everything I did apparently meant nothing to you our friendship was nothing of true value: just a temporary thing, nothing that I thought Life would bring. Though I still find this hard to comprehend I know now that you were never my friend so this is finally the end.
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Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 2:49 AM UTC
The end.