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mysticmoon11
mysticmoon11
21/F i write to relive feelings or to cast them aside
why did you do it? we were kids, children. we were friends. i trusted you. how could you see me, know me, a 12-year-old girl, like you, and do that. you've probably forgotten. but if it came up, you'd probably laugh. a silly little thing you did way back when. it's been nearly a decade, but it still haunts me. it's woven in the fibres of my being, i can't remove it. it's scars mark every interaction, every relationship. i can't trust anymore. not since what you did. that little mistake, that small lapse in judgment, that momentary blip, is my trauma. and how is it fair that you get to forget, you get to move on, when i'm stuck feeling like that 12-year-old girl, even 10 years later. why did you do it?
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Oct 31, 2024
Oct 31, 2024 at 11:48 AM UTC
why
it would have been 6 years today i don't think about you much anymore but you still cross my mind some days usually when i'm alone i'm not sure why i'm not sure why i read through our messages for hours the other day noticing things i didn't notice back then like how you'd only call me baby when you were ***** you'd say you want me, not that you miss me you'd say you wanted to kiss me, not hug me you'd want me in your bed, not in your arms i didn't notice how every time you seemed loving and enthusiastic the conversations would always turn to *** i never recognised the pattern just excited that you seemed to want to talk to me rather than the short responses i'd grown accustomed to but the other shoe always dropped i don't know how i didn't notice how you became less interested in how i was doing and more interested in what i was doing how i'd spend more and more of my time with you naked because it seemed to be what you wanted and if we weren't, you felt distance and i just wanted closeness maybe i did notice but i ignored it i'm not sure why i'm not sure why you broke things off you said i deserved better you said it wasn't fair to me you said you didn't want to commit you said a relationship wasn't right for you right now you said you saw us more as best friends who also sleep together you said you loved me but not enough you said i was the best thing that's ever happened to you you said you couldn't have me anymore all after i travelled 6 hours to see you you greeted me so happily you used my body all day and then that and i hate that i begged and i bargained that i tried to convince you to love me to stay with me and i let you keep using me the rest of the weekend as if that would help as if that would change anything as if that would close the chasm between us i'm not sure why i'm not sure why i feel disgusted with myself even now i mean, no, i didn't want to i wasn't in the mood i was never in the mood for anything i never had the energy but i did it for you and i initiated it half the time because i just wanted passion from you but why did i have so little self respect maybe i'm the reason it ended maybe i did this to myself debasing myself to please you to keep you close but, all the while, reducing my worth in your mind maybe it felt okay to you because i'd treated myself the same way putting you above myself all the time so maybe you did too it would have been 6 years today and i don't know how to feel you turned into someone i don't recognise maybe so did i but i got better i got my energy back i don't want what you gave me anymore i don't know why i ever did i can't make myself hate you but i hate what you did and i hate myself even more for allowing it for entertaining it we were just kids but i thought you wouldn't exploit me like that but i guess i allowed it so who's worse who's to blame i'm not sure
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Oct 31, 2024
Oct 31, 2024 at 11:33 AM UTC
i'm not sure
it would have been 6 years today i don't think about you much anymore but you still cross my mind some days usually when i'm alone i'm not sure why i'm not sure why i read through our messages for hours the other day noticing things i didn't notice back then like how you'd only call me baby when you were ***** you'd say you want me, not that you miss me you'd say you wanted to kiss me, not hug me you'd want me in your bed, not in your arms i didn't notice how every time you seemed loving and enthusiastic the conversations would always turn to *** i never recognised the pattern just excited that you seemed to want to talk to me rather than the short responses i'd grown accustomed to but the other shoe always dropped i don't know how i didn't notice how you became less interested in how i was doing and more interested in what i was doing how i'd spend more and more of my time with you naked because it seemed to be what you wanted and if we weren't, you felt distance and i just wanted closeness maybe i did notice but i ignored it i'm not sure why i'm not sure why you broke things off you said i deserved better you said it wasn't fair to me you said you didn't want to commit you said a relationship wasn't right for you right now you said you saw us more as best friends who also sleep together you said you loved me but not enough you said i was the best thing that's ever happened to you you said you couldn't have me anymore all after i travelled 6 hours to see you you greeted me so happily you used my body all day and then that and i hate that i begged and i bargained that i tried to convince you to love me to stay with me and i let you keep using me the rest of the weekend as if that would help as if that would change anything as if that would close the chasm between us i'm not sure why i'm not sure why i feel disgusted with myself even now i mean, no, i didn't want to i wasn't in the mood i was never in the mood for anything i never had the energy but i did it for you and i initiated it half the time because i just wanted passion from you but why did i have so little self respect maybe i'm the reason it ended maybe i did this to myself debasing myself to please you to keep you close but, all the while, reducing my worth in your mind maybe it felt okay to you because i'd treated myself the same way putting you above myself all the time so maybe you did too it would have been 6 years today and i don't know how to feel you turned into someone i don't recognise maybe so did i but i got better i got my energy back i don't want what you gave me anymore i don't know why i ever did i can't make myself hate you but i hate what you did and i hate myself even more for allowing it for entertaining it we were just kids but i thought you wouldn't exploit me like that but i guess i allowed it so who's worse who's to blame i'm not sure
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i have this crushing fear of mediocrity that my life will be the same as millions of others that i won't ever find my true purpose nor reach my full potential i'll flicker away like a lone candle in the night just to burn out and be tossed aside like all before me my light never truly shining nothing to set me apart
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Oct 7, 2024
Oct 7, 2024 at 6:40 PM UTC
mediocrity
the steel blue of your eyes fixated on me like my presence was a gift in itself the calloused tips of your fingers grazing over my skin and pulling me close you held me like nothing else mattered as if time itself had stopped and given us this moment the good morning messages and the evening calls we fell asleep together even when we weren't your subtle snores down the phone replacing the heartbeat i'd hear resting on your chest but sometimes we'd stay up until the sun broke through our windows not regretting a moment of lost sleep the walks along the common no matter the weather to that place by the playground where we'd lie and spot planes and you'd laugh and say it wasn't a competition but we both knew that was only because you were losing the same grass upon which you took the picture of a flower in my hand it's wearing away but you still keep it in your wallet your dogs jumping up and greeting me at the door and your mother's smile when she sees me enter us playing football with your brother in the garden and laughing over slow motion replays of goals scored i felt so at home in your home as if your family was mine, like there was a special place for me now i'm left wondering what to do how am i meant to fill this enormous void of the life that we had molded together you had become a part of me and i don't know how to separate it and become whole on my own
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Mar 30, 2022
Mar 30, 2022 at 4:21 AM UTC
void
i miss the bare minimum that you gave me i waited on every text relished every call and every time our eyes met i fell in love all over again i was completely and utterly devoted to you to loving you to making sure you felt loved but now i don't even have the cradle of your voice or how held i felt when we locked eyes and the warmth of your embrace you've left me cold and unsheltered but i would still give you the shirt off my back if i noticed your shiver and i still answer every text every call because even though i'm not what you want you're still everything
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Mar 29, 2022
Mar 29, 2022 at 12:46 PM UTC
holding on
i don't want you to meet me halfway, i want us to soar together above everyone and everything dancing amongst the clouds and singing with the sun but you can't even text me back.
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May 24, 2021
May 24, 2021 at 6:08 PM UTC
effort
"i'll see you soon by the next full moon it won't be long, just wait." the next moon came nothing had changed it wasn't written in our fate. "wish you were here so i could hold you near and talk and laugh all day." it wasn't to be so i'd wait patiently there were rules we had to obey four months have gone by every day i have cried just sad and feeling alone. "i miss you too much i so crave your touch i'd rather be there than at home." just come and meet me we'll do it discreetly we don't have to tell anyone. "now i just miss you more and it's left my heart sore and wondering, what have we done?"
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Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC
lockdown lovers
I'm not going to sleep because so far talking to you has been the best part of my day and if i sleep now tomorrow will be here quicker.
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 9:50 AM UTC
sleep
i give more than i receive and i wonder if i deserve more. but if meeting half way, and giving less than i feel, is how to gain equality in our love, i don't want it. i can't pretend there's no pit in my stomach or tug on my heart or smile on my face whenever i see you. no matter what i do, i can't make your fire burn brighter, harder and hotter for me. so am i naive to stay for the affection i receive when it takes more than it gives? or is that just love: it's imperfect. and i choose it, him, us, every day.
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May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 8:28 AM UTC
giving
i wonder what version of me lives in your mind tell me what i look like through your eyes
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May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 5:37 PM UTC
perspective