I write them in my journal
I write them on my walls and furniture
I write them on the whiteboards and chalkboards
I write them on the streets in chalk
I type them on my computer
Words are what you used to speak to me
They are what you used to tell me you love me
They are what you used to tell me you miss me
They are what you didn't say when you left
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:40 PM UTC
We pick the things we like
We watch the things we love, grow
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:39 PM UTC
every since it started i was unsure
i was unsure if you loved me
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:39 PM UTC
I loved someone else before you
He brought light into my life like you do
He was also the one who broke me
He was the one who broke my heart
He was the one who made me forget about love
I forgot what it was like to trust someone
what it was like to feel the happiest
then again it was also hard to forget him
to look at something and not be reminded of him
to say the words i love you and not hear his voice
then you came into my life
you came into my life and made me forget
forget the one who broke my heart
you made me remember what it was like to love again
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:38 PM UTC
Every word I have told you I meant
Every good moment I either had with you or I was quick to tell you
Every bad moment I'd go to you for comfort
Every smile you saw on my face was because of you
Every tear you saw roll down my face was because you kept hurting me
Everyday I think about the night that I let you go
I still remember how hurt you seemed
I lied to you telling you I no longer loved you the way I used to
You were everything to me,
I never stopped loving you.
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:38 PM UTC
I am sorry.
Sorry that I thought of you every second.
Sorry that I smiled every time I thought of you.
Sorry that I called every night to ask if you were okay.
Sorry that I texted you endless paragraphs about how much I adored you.
Sorry that I ever loved you.
I am so so sorry that I thought you loved me like I loved you.
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
I wrote a poem about you
that I didn't want to keep
so I wrote it by the ocean
in the sand beneath my feet
I sat there by it silently
listening to the waves
just watching the tide come in
at the end of this pensive day
As the sea gently rolled in
and washed away the words
salty tears began to fall
as the ocean took away the hurt
I will never share with you
the words written in the sand
I'll never kiss those lips I long to
or feel the gentle caress of your hands
I remain seated here alone
the poem just a memory in my mind
a pain still lingers within my heart
a mixture of loss and longing combined
One day I'll retrace the words again
in the glorious golden sand
maybe you'll see them this time
and just maybe you'll understand
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 8:55 AM UTC
What will I do when I run out of words to express my love for you?
Will I be consumed by my sorrow if it has nowhere to go?
Will my heart stop whispering your name
Will I stop imagining your weight in place of others
Will my torment end
Will other lovers haunt my dreams
Will I give myself freely to them
Will I love unbound and bright as fire
Will my heart sing of joy
Or will I disappear
curling like black smoke into the ether
silent ruin my comfort
cold longing my grave.
While you, my sweetest muse
my beautiful love
go on, unaware, unmoved
by the diminishing of my light.
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 8:52 AM UTC