I gave you my heart.
I don't know where you put it.
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 10:34 AM UTC
When you grow up on love songs,
it gets pretty ******* hard to live without.
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 4:09 PM UTC
know me better than most, they say
my adjectives and nouns
but when i fell down in the forest
no one heard a sound
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 11:22 PM UTC
I told you that I'd wait forever,
now I fear I always will
Becoming sadder by the minute,
the love that time can't ****
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 8:20 PM UTC
My darling, sweet Prince Charming
now whiskey in the night
The arms that were so fond of love
are now so keen to fight
Awakened by the thought of you
left ending in a dream
When you said you loved me
what did you really mean?
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 8:14 PM UTC
If you can romanticize the hurt,
you must romanticize the heal.
Romanticize that his arms won't be the only thing you'll feel.
Although they were so loving, his kisses tenderly,
remember he chose to walkaway
he could have chosen me.
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 7:59 PM UTC
an embrace from the past carries me to this day
how can i come back to reality
when the clouds of my clouded thoughts
are a reflection of pink
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 7:52 PM UTC
The fact that you don't love me anymore
hurts.
But the fact that I can't love you anymore,
that's paralyzing.
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 7:38 PM UTC
what adults have yet to learn:
flimsy band-aids
don't provide closure
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 7:35 PM UTC
returning back
to the art of word
makes me realize
there is no art in these words
the interpretation of such nouns
is what makes poetry
and what breaks poets
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC