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mysticslim3
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this is what you have come to, how do you distract a distraction? its sad, most of your day your thinking about them but.. do they think about you? i mean they might think about you once or twice when you text them, if they hear “your” song, or see an old picture but do they go out of their way to let you know they are thinking of you? no. because they arent thinking of you, thats why they havent texted you back. its okay, not everyone is thinking about everyone else right now but he said he loved me?
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May 23
May 23, 2026 at 11:29 PM UTC
how do you distract a distraction
i cant go to my best friends house without passing his house i cant go on the road to my work without passing his work i cant even enjoy a steak and not think about how he would have cooked it he has filled my thoughts 24/7 he knows he hurt me but maybe not this much
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May 23
May 23, 2026 at 11:21 PM UTC
remembering.
missing you when your not home so many things i should have said to you over the phone but it wouldnt be the same without seeing ur face cant handle this silence now anymore wakeup in the morning and im already bored my days feel useless and empty i just hope u dont resent me i need to stop overthinking but i cant with this empty feeling
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May 23
May 23, 2026 at 11:15 PM UTC
long distance
this wasnt supposed to happen. at first you were an attraction which quickly turned into an infatuation. my love for you was too much, i pushed you away.
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May 23
May 23, 2026 at 10:54 PM UTC
this went too far
petals fly off the tree with every gust of wind each petal representing every second passing by that we havent spoken the tree will soon be bare, no petals left to spare
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Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 10:32 AM UTC
petals flying
we are lying on his bed after we just changed the sheets together and enjoy each others presence on this chilly thursday night. tension in the room is so high that i physically feel the elephant standing on our chests. it’s dead silent. he leans over to turn his fan on and i joke about the cold air on the cold night, not realizing i would soon get the cold shoulder. i close my eyes for a split second and he breaks the ice by saying the ominous phrase “should we talk about it?” the elephant. the pain. the confusion. he means it all. i freeze. i flung up, instantly sobering up “you seriously want to right now?” trauma filled buckets were dumped on both our ends, accumulating pain and confusion. the whiskey bottle on his left goes flat as each hour passes of our conversation. with cliche metaphors are being tossed around despite this tragic conversation, it is also one of the most beautiful things i have ever witnessed his broken shades reveals the luminescent snow that peacefully sat outside as he almost breaks down in tears the cast of light shines on him, emphasizing all of his ****** expressions our conversation held so much joy, fear, confusion, and longing all pressed into one, like a packed snowball But here we were, just two people being vulnerable about love the conversation is now over. we fall back on the bed and the cold fan stimulating the empty sound, we look at each other while he puts his arm around me the intimacy hurt while we both knew it was going to be temporary. his arm around my chest felt secure but I knew it would soon melt away. the night ends by him saying “so what now”
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 11:37 PM UTC
the beautiful pain of losing love on a snowy night.
we are lying on his bed after we just changed the sheets together and enjoy each others presence on this chilly thursday night. tension in the room is so high that i physically feel the elephant standing on our chests. it’s dead silent. he leans over to turn his fan on and i joke about the cold air on the cold night, not realizing i would soon get the cold shoulder. i close my eyes for a split second and he breaks the ice by saying the ominous phrase “should we talk about it?” the elephant. the pain. the confusion. he means it all. i freeze. i flung up, instantly sobering up “you seriously want to right now?” trauma filled buckets were dumped on both our ends, accumulating pain and confusion. the whiskey bottle on his left goes flat as each hour passes of our conversation. with cliche metaphors are being tossed around despite this tragic conversation, it is also one of the most beautiful things i have ever witnessed his broken shades reveals the luminescent snow that peacefully sat outside as he almost breaks down in tears the cast of light shines on him, emphasizing all of his ****** expressions our conversation held so much joy, fear, confusion, and longing all pressed into one, like a packed snowball But here we were, just two people being vulnerable about love the conversation is now over. we fall back on the bed and the cold fan stimulating the empty sound, we look at each other while he puts his arm around me the intimacy hurt while we both knew it was going to be temporary. his arm around my chest felt secure but I knew it would soon melt away. the night ends by him saying “so what now”
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i see your face again but i felt a different sensation the love i once saw is gone now all i felt was pain even though you look the same
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 10:54 PM UTC
see you again
seeing an engineer pour his heart onto 10 single spaced pages for his ex really got me thinking… this morning i woke-up with loads of things to do before i packed up my apartment and said goodbye to the new city that housed me for 6 months. here i met people who changed my life, i also met men who taught me about what i want in my future lover and exactly what i didn’t want. everything you can imagine. this all happened in 6 months and im so overwhelmed in the best way possible. during this time i met an engineer who then sent me this letter to he wrote to his ex. i had no idea that my day would be so flipped all because i decided to read this on the metro on the way to my final presentation. i didn’t even think i would have time to eat let alone process the ending of an era. but no, a 19 year old engineer wrote the most beautiful thing ive ever read in my life. tearing up on a metro. this letter simply has consumed my mind all day. and im not even the girl he wrote it for. this man and i are friends; nothing special. but this passage made me see something that is making me go crazy. i didnt know men had the potential to be this emotional. now i am writing poems because of him.
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Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 1:35 PM UTC
manly authors
i had to unfriend you from Venmo because i couldnt stand knowing when you paid your electricity bill or that you bought ur ex a margarita.
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Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 11:13 AM UTC
i had to unfriend you from Venmo
i thought removing u on social media would work, but i cant remove u from my memory. it feels as if my life is limited, i wont do certain things if it will remind me of u in the slightest bit. i wont eat chicken parm. i cant go to our favorite bar anymore. and i hate green button downs. how can i erase u?
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Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 11:07 PM UTC
everything reminds me of u