Don't break her heart.
I know she and I don't talk anymore
and that she was fine with breaking me
to be with you.
But don't break her for me.
I could never forgive myself.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 2:07 AM UTC
If you're happy with her,
stay with her.
If you could be happier,
reconsider.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 2:05 AM UTC
We never really knew each other.
Sure, we texted nonstop.
You stared at me in the halls.
But missed chances and glances were all we had.
We never had a real conversation.
(Maybe things would have been different if we did.)
All my memories of you
consist of my face lit by a bright screen,
sitting in the darkness of my bedroom,
wishing for you—desperately—at 11:11.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 2:03 AM UTC
You pretended you meant none of what you told me,
so I pretended that every word you ever said to me was a lie.
Every compliment.
Every "I love you."
Every promise.
Beneath the surface,
I know that you meant all of it
and more.
I just pretend it was all fake
because you told her
she was real.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 2:00 AM UTC
Breathe in the fresh air.
Soak up the sunlight.
Travel everywhere.
Stay up till midnight.
Wear your hair down.
Play your favorite songs.
Put on a flower crown.
Bring your friends along.
Then turn off the music,
and listen to the roar of the waves.
Bury your feet in the sand.
Let all your worries float away.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 1:57 AM UTC
I think about us sometimes.
But we don't get to me
like we used to.
Don't get me wrong—
I still feel the same as I did before.
But all those feelings are
distant now.
They're fading.
Whenever I try to remember us,
all the good and the bad
blend in my mind.
The individual memories can't be separated
because they're so far away from their inception.
I don't know you.
I barely know myself
anymore.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 1:55 AM UTC
When you say goodbye,
you don't mean it.
You mean "I'll see you later."
"Talk soon."
"I'll miss you."
When I say goodbye,
I'm gone.
And you can be sure
I'm never coming back.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 1:52 AM UTC
When I run,
the thought of you
makes me run faster.
I think about how
angry you made me,
and I become stronger.
You're no longer my weakness.
You're my strength.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 1:49 AM UTC
I hated it.
Every single time
you called me beautiful,
I hated it.
I get it;
I have blue eyes,
long hair,
a thin body.
Everything you wanted.
But there's so much more to me than that.
I bet you wouldn't have liked me
if I had shorter hair
and a little extra weight.
That's why I realized I don't want a guy
who constantly calls me beautiful.
I want to be called
mesmerizing,
fascinating,
breathtaking.
Those words say much more about the real me
than "beautiful" ever will.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 1:47 AM UTC
I find beauty in the trees,
truth in the breeze,
security in the sunrise,
and peace in your blue eyes.
Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 1:45 AM UTC