katarinaspoems - Hello Poetry

I love getting butterflies The first time our lips touched It felt like everything changed My mind exploded with excitement I was fascinated with it But when I kissed him It wasn’t the same It was touch but not butterflies No build up just a kiss It wasn’t us anymore It was a strange and a stranger I couldn’t recognise who I was If my lips were on the mouth Of someone that didn’t give me that joy It felt like a betrayal Even though you decided Our lips could never touch again

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Dec 30, 2025

Dec 30, 2025 at 2:09 PM UTC

katarinaspoems

Butterflies

I love getting butterflies The first time our lips touched It felt like everything changed My mind exploded with excitement I was fascinated with it But when I kissed him It wasn’t the same It was touch but not butterflies No build up just a kiss It wasn’t us anymore It was a strange and a stranger I couldn’t recognise who I was If my lips were on the mouth Of someone that didn’t give me that joy It felt like a betrayal Even though you decided Our lips could never touch again

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Humans weren’t made for casual We’re made for connection Intimacy , Is never casual Love , Is never casual Stop using people for a dopamine hit

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Dec 30, 2025

Dec 30, 2025 at 2:03 PM UTC

katarinaspoems

Casual

Humans weren’t made for casual We’re made for connection Intimacy , Is never casual Love , Is never casual Stop using people for a dopamine hit

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My dog is dead It sounds disrespectful to word it like that A family member passed away A part of my heart Left when she did 2 family members Gone in a year The house is quite So quite You could hear a pin drop It’s not the same It never will be

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Jan 6, 2025

Jan 6, 2025 at 7:24 PM UTC

katarinaspoems

Dead dog

My dog is dead It sounds disrespectful to word it like that A family member passed away A part of my heart Left when she did 2 family members Gone in a year The house is quite So quite You could hear a pin drop It’s not the same It never will be

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I secretly want a big family One that gathers at the dinner table Each night Night caps Children I can truly know A partner I can life my life with The way we want to Birthdays parties Friends and family celebrating Not becaue we have to Because we want to celebrate each other Celebrate the love in each of us

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Jan 3, 2025

Jan 3, 2025 at 11:24 AM UTC

katarinaspoems

Wishes

I secretly want a big family One that gathers at the dinner table Each night Night caps Children I can truly know A partner I can life my life with The way we want to Birthdays parties Friends and family celebrating Not becaue we have to Because we want to celebrate each other Celebrate the love in each of us

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I see her there, the lady you will make a mother out of. Oh, look at her youth, she is a child herself, a girl forsooth, with comely features lust will one day take. Oh sweet child, hear my voice and do not wake, you'll say. Inside you slithers God's sharp tooth, his precious boy who'll die for sin and truth: And then you'll watch him burn upon a stake. She stirs now, with demons clad in white or angels in the frost. My darling girl, I'll shield you of the things they'll do with this: A robe of heaven's blue, to catch starlight and frame your face; let loose your swarthy curl and let me wake you with a sacred kiss.

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katarinaspoems

Jan 3, 2025

Jan 3, 2025 at 11:22 AM UTC

GraceA

Sonnet: The Kiss

I see her there, the lady you will make a mother out of. Oh, look at her youth, she is a child herself, a girl forsooth, with comely features lust will one day take. Oh sweet child, hear my voice and do not wake, you'll say. Inside you slithers God's sharp tooth, his precious boy who'll die for sin and truth: And then you'll watch him burn upon a stake. She stirs now, with demons clad in white or angels in the frost. My darling girl, I'll shield you of the things they'll do with this: A robe of heaven's blue, to catch starlight and frame your face; let loose your swarthy curl and let me wake you with a sacred kiss.

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One day my best friend sent me her poems, And one poem hit far too close to home, Heartbreak Girl. In it she talked about a commercial, A commercial where a man quits smoking, And being separated from the addiction Turns him into a mess. She writes: "It was on Heartbreak Girl, The days when I couldn't eat for missing her. When every moment was made of fear That I would see something that would tear me open and make me miss her Make me re-realize that she was over (And so was I.) (The me I loved, whose ghost I still look at in the mirror behind me.) (The me I never got to say goodbye to before she died.) " These words, became a cautionary tale... I know, in a matter of weeks, I will be the Heartbreak Girl. I will be a mess. I will not be easy to put back together. My wounds will all be opened, stinging as I feel the wind blow against them. And it's gonna hurt like hell. But there will be a difference between me and the Heartbreak Girl: I know it's coming. I watch as the sand falls through the hour glass, And with every grain of sand, my heart breaks a little bit more. I try to keep it together. I try not to look at the hourglass, But there it sits, in plain sight. Unavoidable. It's coming, any day now. And it will break. But since I know it's coming, I use the Heartbreak Girl's story to remind me That at least I have a chance to say goodbye To him But more importantly to me The me I was when I told him my dreams were coming true... When I told him I was leaving... And he picked me up, spun me around, and kissed me... Because he was struck by a moment of genuine euphoria… For me. In that moment, I had everything I had ever wanted. I was the me I always wanted to be. I have a chance to say goodbye to her. And I want to do it right. That girl is everything I ever wanted to be. And I'm terrified to leave her behind. Because I really love her. But I know it's only a matter of time until I have to. And I'll be ****** if I don't give her a proper goodbye. I worked too hard and too long not to give her the goodbye she deserves. When it's time to say goodbye, I will go to that spot. I will stand there, And I will let her go, She can't stay forever, Because if she could, she wouldn't be such an enigma, I would eventually take her for granted, And I never want to do that. Because she's perfect. At least to me. Once I let her go, I will make way for the new girl, Who I'm excited to meet, And who I'm excited to become, Even though, a part of her will be broken, Eventually the wounds will somewhat heal. Somewhat. She will be amazing, And most of what I've always wanted her to be, Except for the missing piece of her heart... Because when I say goodbye to the girl I am now, I will also leave a piece of my heart in that spot. And it will forever stay in that spot. In a place that I know he will be. In the place that he needs to be. To become the man HE always wants to be, And to the man I genuinely want him to become. Even if it is without me: The Heartbreak Girl. Who I will have to become in order for him to be who he wants to be. It's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. For him. After the funeral, eventually I will have a reason to smile. Because I have sacrificed so much. So that we can become the people we always wanted. Even if we don't have each other. Even if I am The Heartbreak Girl.

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katarinaspoems

Jan 2, 2025

Jan 2, 2025 at 9:19 PM UTC

unsafe-safe

A Response to Heartbreak Girl

One day my best friend sent me her poems, And one poem hit far too close to home, Heartbreak Girl. In it she talked about a commercial, A commercial where a man quits smoking, And being separated from the addiction Turns him into a mess. She writes: "It was on Heartbreak Girl, The days when I couldn't eat for missing her. When every moment was made of fear That I would see something that would tear me open and make me miss her Make me re-realize that she was over (And so was I.) (The me I loved, whose ghost I still look at in the mirror behind me.) (The me I never got to say goodbye to before she died.) " These words, became a cautionary tale... I know, in a matter of weeks, I will be the Heartbreak Girl. I will be a mess. I will not be easy to put back together. My wounds will all be opened, stinging as I feel the wind blow against them. And it's gonna hurt like hell. But there will be a difference between me and the Heartbreak Girl: I know it's coming. I watch as the sand falls through the hour glass, And with every grain of sand, my heart breaks a little bit more. I try to keep it together. I try not to look at the hourglass, But there it sits, in plain sight. Unavoidable. It's coming, any day now. And it will break. But since I know it's coming, I use the Heartbreak Girl's story to remind me That at least I have a chance to say goodbye To him But more importantly to me The me I was when I told him my dreams were coming true... When I told him I was leaving... And he picked me up, spun me around, and kissed me... Because he was struck by a moment of genuine euphoria… For me. In that moment, I had everything I had ever wanted. I was the me I always wanted to be. I have a chance to say goodbye to her. And I want to do it right. That girl is everything I ever wanted to be. And I'm terrified to leave her behind. Because I really love her. But I know it's only a matter of time until I have to. And I'll be ****** if I don't give her a proper goodbye. I worked too hard and too long not to give her the goodbye she deserves. When it's time to say goodbye, I will go to that spot. I will stand there, And I will let her go, She can't stay forever, Because if she could, she wouldn't be such an enigma, I would eventually take her for granted, And I never want to do that. Because she's perfect. At least to me. Once I let her go, I will make way for the new girl, Who I'm excited to meet, And who I'm excited to become, Even though, a part of her will be broken, Eventually the wounds will somewhat heal. Somewhat. She will be amazing, And most of what I've always wanted her to be, Except for the missing piece of her heart... Because when I say goodbye to the girl I am now, I will also leave a piece of my heart in that spot. And it will forever stay in that spot. In a place that I know he will be. In the place that he needs to be. To become the man HE always wants to be, And to the man I genuinely want him to become. Even if it is without me: The Heartbreak Girl. Who I will have to become in order for him to be who he wants to be. It's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. For him. After the funeral, eventually I will have a reason to smile. Because I have sacrificed so much. So that we can become the people we always wanted. Even if we don't have each other. Even if I am The Heartbreak Girl.

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Turning to the moon for guidance Knowing she’ll guide me all night long Finding comfort In knowing I’m safe w her Walking along These deep dark streets Chills domino across my bare arms Looking up to see Her almighty glow My eyes target onto the moon Following the aura

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Jan 2, 2025

Jan 2, 2025 at 9:15 PM UTC

katarinaspoems

Her warmth

Turning to the moon for guidance Knowing she’ll guide me all night long Finding comfort In knowing I’m safe w her Walking along These deep dark streets Chills domino across my bare arms Looking up to see Her almighty glow My eyes target onto the moon Following the aura

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I’m at better person Then I was when you met me I have confidence And love for myself I’m more self aware and loving When you left I thought the world was over That I’ll never love again But now I see that’s incorrect I have a new perspective of love The boundaries on love And what it means to actually love I have evolved A new mentality

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Jan 2, 2025

Jan 2, 2025 at 9:12 PM UTC

katarinaspoems

Growth from within

I’m at better person Then I was when you met me I have confidence And love for myself I’m more self aware and loving When you left I thought the world was over That I’ll never love again But now I see that’s incorrect I have a new perspective of love The boundaries on love And what it means to actually love I have evolved A new mentality

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I love the static after a vinyl had finished I love how she spins on a slant And moves like the ocean How it plays and asks nothing in return Although I will never be able to wrap my head around how indents create sound I will love her with my whole heart Until she it too exhausted to play And even then I will cherish The love she gave me

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Jan 2, 2025

Jan 2, 2025 at 9:09 PM UTC

katarinaspoems

Soft spin

I love the static after a vinyl had finished I love how she spins on a slant And moves like the ocean How it plays and asks nothing in return Although I will never be able to wrap my head around how indents create sound I will love her with my whole heart Until she it too exhausted to play And even then I will cherish The love she gave me

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You feel for the bad me The one that smoked , skipped school Gave up on her dreams Gave up on herself It may just be a coincidence But why leave when I wanna be better ? Why not stay to see What I can become We can become ?

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Nov 23, 2024

Nov 23, 2024 at 1:21 PM UTC

katarinaspoems

Left

You feel for the bad me The one that smoked , skipped school Gave up on her dreams Gave up on herself It may just be a coincidence But why leave when I wanna be better ? Why not stay to see What I can become We can become ?

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