I don't blame you for not knowing how to love
It's not your fault your heart was shattered
It's not your fault someone left you empty
It's not your fault someone took all your love,
It's not your fault someone took all your love and turned it into all of your fears...
- the girl that accepts fears
Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 4:29 PM UTC
I fell in love with what I believe is an angel and a female in her most beautiful form, a girl whom - as cliché as it may sound - I fell in love with, unexpectedly and at first sight.
The moment I felt her I loved her, and although it felt dangerous I knew It'd be worth it, to get close to someone who I knew could transmute me
At this moment in time there was more of me than there had ever been, a cat almost begging to be killed by curiosity, brave but almost insane for walking way beyond the sign that warned me not to.
But I saw myself in her, and somehow I knew that there were pieces of her already in me
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 2:35 PM UTC
Do you see this?
I'm here again
At a stupid coffee shop, alone.
lonely almost
but not quite
I have this.. the romanticism of it
but still,
her I am again, alone.
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
She's both the start of war and the end of it...
- in love
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC
trust me, the last thing I want to do is give my emotions a second form of existence by turning them into words,
but the only reason why I ever did write was because I never had anyone to share them with
- loneliness
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC
Hi,
Here you are again...
I've been trying to neglect you for a while,
how foolish of me...
- introvert
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 7:56 PM UTC
like clay
you take my love and show me the art of molding it into pain
so there's some things I'm now afraid to say
my throat now warns my heart, it tells it to remember of all the times you used the love I have for you against me, of all the times you took it and spoke of it as one of my weaknesses ,when I was used to thinking of it as one of my strengths.
You took my words and some how owned their power, you held them from their most vulnerable edge and some how made my only strength yours, and in some way you managed to get my own feelings to laugh at my face, you got them to spit right back at me nothing but pain
I use to find a certain form of freedom in wearing my heart on my sleeve but you've shown me how what once made you feel free can itself begin to build a prison cell you're too afraid to come out of
- Vulnerable
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
THE JUSTIFICATION OF A LITTLE EMOTIONAL PAIN
Truly loving someone means that you're gonna have to let go of the idea of "self-love" at least a little
Your lovers words will sometimes hurt - naturally, for as like you, they too are human
They will speak of things that will make you feel like your relation with them is at cost, they will think of things that will make you think their love for you doesn't exist
THE JUSTIFICATION OF A LITTLE EMOTIONAL PAIN
Truly loving and accepting someone means that you're willing to stop loving yourself a little
It means that you will listen to your lover with an open mind and an open heart, accepting that they are only human, a human who feels things and thinks things that will make you feel at risk
You're gonna have to let go of yourself a little...
It will hurt...
but not on purpose
It will hurt because authentic love will force you to forgive, will force you to understand - things you don't wish to accept or forgive - It'll force you to hear words you don't wish to hear
Truly loving someone means that you're gonna have to stop loving yourself a little
You will hear words you don't wish to hear
and yet you will still love her
And if you're lucky enough she will speak to you about what she thinks, about how she feels, and those things will make you feel at danger, will make you question her love for you, but yet you will still love her
She will speak of past lovers, she will sound broken, and that most likely is because she is still broken
It'll make you feel like you aren't making her happy
It'll make you question your ability of loving her correctly
It'll make you feel like she deserves more and that maybe you deserve less
But yet...
you will still love her
She will lay in bed and cry and you won't know why and she will almost make it sound like it's your fault
She will lay in bed drowning in her own tears, submerging you a little bit
She will lay in bed drowning in her own tears, unable to swim
vulnerable
broken
needy
anxious
And it will transfer into you, her feelings will becomes yours, and sadness will feel like a virus spreading through every **** kiss, yet also injecting immunity
She will lay in bed drained by her sadness, feeling hopeless,making you feel hopeless
and yet you will still love her
she will question your love, your honesty
and It will indeed make you feel belittled, It will all make you feel belittled
belittled, vulnerable, weak
and yet you will still love her
She will stare at you and although you feel safe, you will feel scared
Scared of her feelings, scared that it means that you don't satisfy her, that you are incapable of making her happy
She will stare at you and you will think that she's thinking you're not enough
and in most cases it will be the complete vise-versa, but you will still feel weak
Weak because of her
her
her
and yet you will still love her
Crying she will insist on leaving you, or that you do yourself the favor of leaving her, and although It's because she is just simply broken and emotionally exhausted,
you will blame yourself
You will think she wishes that you leave because you are not enough
and again,
you will feel so small, so weak, so so sad
so broken
and yet you will still love her
Her feelings and thoughts will affect you, will make you question yourself, will make you feel weak
even needy
and yet you will still love her
I swear to you that the next morning she will turn around and look at you and tell you that she loves you, she will tell you that she's sorry and you will say that It's okay, and she will say It's not but you insist it is because
yet, you still love her
The next morning she will turn around and tell you that she loves you, she will tell you that she's sorry and you will say that It's okay
You will say that It's okay even if the night before she unintentionally shattered you into a million pieces
You will say that It's okay and she will say It's not but you will insist
Insist that real love understands, forgives, lets be - even if It's disaster -
You will insist
that
yet
you still love her
THE JUSTIFICATION OF A LITTLE EMOTIONAL PAIN...
letting her be will hurt you
She will hurt you unintentionally
She'll tell you she loves you, she'll tell you she's sorry and you will say that It's okay
and even if it hurts you'll let her be
You'll stop loving yourself a little, so you can love her a lot, because thats what real love does
You will let her be- even if she chooses to be a disaster
and yet you will still love her
THE JUSTIFICATION OF A LITTLE EMOTIONAL PAIN
let her be, even if It's chaos that she's being
she'll unintentionally hurt you
and yet you will still love her
and yet there's chance she might not love you
AND YET YOU WILL STILL LOVE HER
unconditionally...
- vulnerable
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
Is this what love is?
I craved, almost needed, practically cried for warmth - my days were so cold
I finally found myself a fire place, it feels like home, it hugs me with its flames
But it begins to burn
Burns my walls
My soul
My sanity
And even my humanity
Masochistic to this flame, I do not move
I wish to when It's burning, but when It's warming it feels so good ...
It makes the burning tolerable
Is this what love is?
Accepting that flames, although warming,can sometimes burn?
- F.V.
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 3:34 PM UTC
I lay in awe as an angel lays beside me
and I can't help to wonder if this is it,
if this is the heaven-sent, God-sent miracle I've heard one has to experience to believe, to believe in God, to believe in heaven, to have hope, to believe in blessings. I wonder if she - this angel - is what one needs to believe in divinity, for It's impossible to meet an angel like her and not be tempted, and practically forced to, and be left with no choice but to believe in the celestial. It's impossible not to believe in God himself after you've been able to lay beside such holiness, after you've been able to watch an angel sleep in all Its sacredness, speak in all Its sacredness, revive you with all Its sacredness.
You're left with no choice but to believe that those days you believed to be your last days of life, those shaded days in which you prayed to a God you never before saw, the almighty invisible being you believed was deaf to your plea, wasn't really all that deaf.
It's impossible not to believe that God himself - the God you now only believe in because of the angel who leaves you no choice but to believe - sent you and angel, that he has heard you.
I lay in awe, blessed I lay, as an angel lays beside me, for how can someone with those hypnotizing eyes that devour you every time not be an angel, how can someone with that majestic, goosebump-causing skin not be an angel, how can someone with that gracious walk not be an angel, how can someone with that spirit-grabbing yet spirit-giving touch not possibly be an angel?
I lay in awe as an angel lays beside me
I believe, as an angel lays beside me
I now live, because this angel lays beside me
- F.V.
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 1:37 PM UTC