rexitals - Hello Poetry

I think the saddest part of breaking up for me is the day where you pack all his things, gave one last hug to his sweater, once was your favorite and perhaps still is, giving a last look at all the memories and feeling all the sentimental emotions when your skin touches those items. And the saddest part too is when you saw their mother in the streets days, weeks, months or years later, and you have to brave yourself to say a Hello and found yourself thinking about the times you and her could have been in a deeper bond but that may never happen, for now. And it is also when you felt the knot in your stomach and the lump in your throat when you tried your best to fake an answer when people asked you how’s the two of you been doing. Nothing easy came before, during and after the breakup, especially when it ended but only on the base, yet the love is still in there somewhere. -cp

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Jul 11, 2018

Jul 11, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC

If it is unfair, what would be fair?

I think the saddest part of breaking up for me is the day where you pack all his things, gave one last hug to his sweater, once was your favorite and perhaps still is, giving a last look at all the memories and feeling all the sentimental emotions when your skin touches those items. And the saddest part too is when you saw their mother in the streets days, weeks, months or years later, and you have to brave yourself to say a Hello and found yourself thinking about the times you and her could have been in a deeper bond but that may never happen, for now. And it is also when you felt the knot in your stomach and the lump in your throat when you tried your best to fake an answer when people asked you how’s the two of you been doing. Nothing easy came before, during and after the breakup, especially when it ended but only on the base, yet the love is still in there somewhere. -cp

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The day I felt nothing will be the day you feel everything. -cp

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Jun 19, 2018

Jun 19, 2018 at 3:07 AM UTC

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The day I felt nothing will be the day you feel everything. -cp

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‪”Just hold on a little longer,” she said but my longer were the shortest. I’m a ticking time bomb, my seconds were not worth a waiting, I might explode in 1 or 3 or 10 more longer seconds. How long can ‘a little longer’ be? -cp

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Jun 12, 2018

Jun 12, 2018 at 11:03 AM UTC

Tick Tock

‪”Just hold on a little longer,” she said but my longer were the shortest. I’m a ticking time bomb, my seconds were not worth a waiting, I might explode in 1 or 3 or 10 more longer seconds. How long can ‘a little longer’ be? -cp

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Eventually, I found myself missing you a lot more above all, ‬ when you were right in front of my eyes but the air felt strange, when you were talking to me but your words spelled ‘pain’ and when we were out on the sun but all I felt was rain. -cp

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Jun 8, 2018

Jun 8, 2018 at 11:32 PM UTC

The worst kind of ‘I miss you’.

Eventually, I found myself missing you a lot more above all, ‬ when you were right in front of my eyes but the air felt strange, when you were talking to me but your words spelled ‘pain’ and when we were out on the sun but all I felt was rain. -cp

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My lungs burnt breathing in your toxicity. And I choked up on the words I couldn’t say to you. There’s a pain in my chest from the ache that you gave. And there’s an idea in my head, of letting you go but I never will. My hands, they are sore from covering my mouth from sounds of cries and whimpers. My body, they are tired and my soul has weaken. But despite everything, I could never blame you, I would blame myself for letting you in at the first place. -cp

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May 2, 2018

May 2, 2018 at 10:08 AM UTC

Tragic

My lungs burnt breathing in your toxicity. And I choked up on the words I couldn’t say to you. There’s a pain in my chest from the ache that you gave. And there’s an idea in my head, of letting you go but I never will. My hands, they are sore from covering my mouth from sounds of cries and whimpers. My body, they are tired and my soul has weaken. But despite everything, I could never blame you, I would blame myself for letting you in at the first place. -cp

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