We meet and my heart remembers,
though time has tried to forget.
Your voice, a melody aching,
a song that’s not over yet.
Each time we part, the wound reopens,
a pain both bitter and sweet.
But I'd choose the ache of you leaving,
over knowing we’ll never meet.
For how could I bear the silence,
the weight of a final goodbye?
I’d rather the fleeting embers
than an unlit, starless sky.
So come, even if it’s to vanish,
to break me and scatter my soul.
I’ll gather the pieces each time you leave,
for the hope of one day being whole.
Let me lose you a thousand times,
if it means I can hold you once more.
Your love is the hurt I choose to endure,
a wound I’ll forever adore.
Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 4:39 PM UTC
Every fight.
Every night.
Every tear cried on my doorstep or yours.
Every other girl who caught your eye.
Every time you said you’d changed.
Then every time you became complacent again.
Your nose.
Your hair.
Your stare.
Your too-tight jeans.
Your perfect teeth.
And your laugh which could make or break me.
Your jealousy.
My jealousy.
My desperation.
My fear.
When you called me a woman.
And when you made me feel like one.
When you moved away.
When you came back for me.
Feeling safe for the first time.
Feeling safe for the last time.
Feeling love, for once reciprocated.
Feeling alone together.
Our first hello.
Our last goodbye.
And every ‘I love you’ in between.
These memories I keep.
I nurture them.
I examine them through new lenses,
And also through the same old ones as before.
To keep us alive.
To honour what once was.
Dec 3, 2024
Dec 3, 2024 at 3:38 PM UTC
You turned my nights into a tapestry of stars.
I’ve been searching the sky for that same constellation ever since.
Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 2:28 PM UTC
I heard you’ve taken up honesty
like it’s a new hobby.
Quaint, like gardening or oil painting.
How bold, to dabble in virtue
only when the stakes are gone.
You’ll keep polishing that glass house,
convincing yourself it gleams with clarity,
never noticing the cracks spiderwebbing beneath.
One day, when it all comes crashing down,
you’ll call it a masterpiece
and swear the rubble was art.
Nov 28, 2024
Nov 28, 2024 at 4:06 PM UTC
Your laugh is a blade,
sharp and familiar,
carving through the careful walls
I tried to build around us.
I thought we could be gentle,
but love doesn’t fade—it fractures.
And the shards are too sharp to hold.
Your name still tastes like longing.
My voice cracks around it,
unable to shape it into something new.
We sit in the wreckage,
pretending it doesn’t hurt,
until silence swallows what’s left.
Nov 27, 2024
Nov 27, 2024 at 3:41 PM UTC
It starts as a whisper, soft in my chest,
A thought unbidden, unkindly guest.
The urge to reach, to bridge the divide,
Where silence now stretches, too wide, too wide.
I pace the floor; I cradle my phone,
In this quiet war, I’m never alone.
Your name, like a needle, ****** at my brain,
Rewinding the reel of our joy and our pain.
Each old message, a relic, a hit,
I scroll through the past, scratching the itch.
The words are hollow, their warmth has fled,
But I cling to their ghosts like they're still being said.
My heart races faster, my reason grows dim,
This craving feels cruel, a fight I can’t win.
To press "send" would be bliss, a fleeting reprieve,
But I fight the withdrawal, cry tears on my sleeve.
So I silence the urge, let the moment decay,
And watch as the craving slowly fades away.
The answer’s not hidden in words I once knew,
But in learning to live without reaching for you.
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 3:46 PM UTC
You looked the same,
and yet nothing like I remembered.
Your eyes, sharp and soft all at once,
pulled me back to every place we had been,
and every place we never went.
The laughter we shared,
the fights that cracked us,
And the dreams we were too afraid to dream.
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 12:44 PM UTC
I see you now, a pillar of grace,
Striding strong in a brighter place.
The shadows I fought to help you leave,
Are gone, yet I’m the one who grieves.
Through nights of storms and silent wars,
I patched your sails, I braved your shores.
You were adrift, and I gave my tide,
Only to watch you now, in another's stride.
Your laughter rings with a golden hue,
A sound I longed to make come true.
But the echoes of my whispered care,
Are lost in the life you now declare.
I tilled the soil, I sowed the seed,
Nurtured your roots in your time of need.
Now you bloom, a garden free—
But not a petal turns toward me.
Is it selfish to feel this ache,
For the joy I wanted to partake?
I wished you well, I swear I did,
Yet envy lurks where love once hid.
Perhaps the groundwork was never mine,
Just borrowed hands for a fleeting time.
Still, I wonder if you ever see,
The pieces of me that set you free.
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 12:38 PM UTC
Every moment we had shared
And every moment we had not
Hit me like a train
As your eyes met mine again.
Taller, slimmer, happier than I recalled.
A stranger from a recurring dream.
A funny thing
To see you again.
A terrible thing
To lose you again.
Nov 21, 2024
Nov 21, 2024 at 5:00 PM UTC
I lay in your bed.
I shouldn't have been there.
But still I lay in your bed,
And I found a hair.
Too long to be yours.
Too blonde to be mine.
I'm no longer yours,
But I still wish you were mine.
Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 5:29 PM UTC