I miss you every day.
But I swear I don't love you any more.
I hear you in every note of those songs.
I see you in his eyes.
I still feel your light touch on my arm.
I still remember the way your hands floated across the keys, so silent and sure.
But I swear I don't love you any more.
We never could have worked.
I never would have been good enough for you.
You never would have loved me the way I used to love you... the way I still feel about you.
But I swear I don't love you any more.
{KAH}
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 6:58 PM UTC
I miss you.
I miss you, but I shouldn't.
I miss you, but I shouldn't, because it's my fault you're gone.
I saw you.
I saw you, and it hurt.
I saw you, and it hurt, but it shouldn't have.
I saw you, and it hurt, but it shouldn't have because I should've known better.
I miss you.
I miss you, and I should.
I miss you, and I should, because even though you're gone I'm still in love with you.
I saw you.
I saw you, and it hurt.
I saw you, and it hurt, and it should.
I saw you, and it hurt, and it should because you're with him and not me.
But that's okay.
He's better than me any way.
And you deserve the best.
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 6:37 PM UTC
I know he'll never make me happy.
He'll never make me laugh until I can't breathe.
He'll never get past the walls I've built up to protect a heart that's been broken already.
I'll never truly love him.
But that's okay; tolerable.
Because he'll also never hurt me.
He'll never make me happy but I don't care.
As long as he never makes me miserable.
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 10:42 PM UTC
"1.When he tells you he loves you forever, remember he said it to me first.
2. The days you spend in his arms, once held me.
3. My smell will still linger on him.
4. If he tells you he will always be there for you.
I want to let you to know he told me he couldn’t make me happy anymore.
5. Don’t have high hopes.
6. he’s forever was 5 freaking months.
7. he used to tell me he couldn’t stand being apart from me, ” I will never get sick of you” a week later he told me I was clingy.
8. When we were cuddling on the train, he looked at me as if I was the only star in the sky, if he ever looks at you that way
I want you to know that he doesn’t give a **** about stars.
9. All that he means to you, mean’t everything to me.
10. The fact that your nothing like me, says more about our relationship then the whole **** thing.
11. If he leaves you for another girl, don’t cry.
Remember he did it to me first."
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC
Foolish girl, did u think he wanted you?
Stupid girl, loving someone for not even a grateful thank you
Fooish girl, he made it clear he doesn't miss you
Stupid girl, how dare u sit there and cry over him when he smiles at you
Foolish girl, why did u ever think it was going to be you
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 8:45 PM UTC
I can’t give you lessons in romantics,
but I can tell you how to fall in love
with a heart that doesn’t want you.
I can tell you that you’ll move on,
but never completely, never completely
if you stick around too long.
Hearts aren’t too different from bones,
when you break them,
they never heal quite right.
Don’t go back there, love,
it gets harder every time.
You’ll wash him out of your hair
for five weeks, then months, then years.
If you’ve haven’t told him,
tell him, ********* tell him.
You already know the answer.
He doesn’t love you
he doesn’t love you,
anymore than trees love the leaves they
shed each autumn,
crisp, letting them fall,
decomposing, buried under snow and lies.
He doesn’t care.
Tell him.
You know,
you need to tell him,
or you’ll taste his name
in your blood and on your lips
until you wash your hair
for the final time.
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 8:00 PM UTC
You see
A person only truly falls in love
Once in their life time
And once that time is used up
There is no more.
You can lie to yourself
And to others
But if you were truly in love with them
That love cannot be undone.
I am in love.
A love that won't go away
With my best friend.
I fell off
The bridge of love
And into the waters
Where he followed
But his love came with strings attached
A bungee
And he jumped back up
And left me sitting there in the waters
While he's up on the bridge
Calling me up there
While I'm wishing him down here
And I have no bungee.
Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 6:40 PM UTC
I just want you
to be happy
but sometimes
and selfishly
I want to be
your happiness
But
'happiness is a choice'
you say
and you didn't choose me
I clung onto the idea
since you made me happy
it would be the same for you
What is happiness now?
where has it gone to?
In time, society has robbed us
the real meaning of happiness
Go on your own way
and pursue your happiness
for your smile, is my smile
your laugh, is my laugh
and I'll be happy
when you find your happiness
because I love you
always have, always will
Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC
I feel beautiful
but only when I'm hungry
Only when I can hear my stomach begging me to eat something
Only when I can feel myself losing weight
Only when they say, "you're getting to thin, you're doing great!"
Only when I'm drinking a bottle of water in the span of a minute so that I can be full
Only when I'm starving but I push the plate away.
I feel beautiful
But only when I'm counting calories
Only when I'm running that extra mile to stay slim
I feel beautiful
Until I'm looking down at my thighs and I see that they touch
Until a girl says how curvy I am when I'd just like to be flat and slim
Until I step on the scale and it laughs and says I've gains a few pounds
I feel beautiful
until I look at myself in a fullbody mirror and think, "GROSS"
I feel beautiful
when I haven't eaten for 3 days and no one notices
When I'm popping a rubber band to my wrist saying, "you're not hungry your just bored" over and over again
And my stomach replys, "I'm dying, why are you doing this, feed me"
I feel beautiful
Until the girl next to me is thinner than I am
Until daddy tells me I'm getting fat
Until I hear the boys in the distance say that they'd never, ever, ever date big girl
I feel beautiful
But only when I'm dying of starvation
Only when I'm literally empty on the inside
I felt beautiful
Until I realized that fat is an insult
And i wondered why
Do we not glide the same why?
Do our stretch marks make us inelegant?
Are we unladylike because we eat?
I feel beautiful until I don't anymore
Until beauty is too much in the eye of the beholder
Until I am not allowed to be the beholder
Until beauty is a category of waist size double zero
I feel beautiful
Because I'm allowed to
Because the number on the scale does not define Me
Because I Define me
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
I am not a mismatched puzzle waiting to be put back together
There is no point in trying when most of my pieces aren't even there
I am not just some toy
Some mild entertainment that you get to throw aside once you get bored
I am not some science fair project
Some hypothesis in which you decide you want to solve
I can not be solved
I am an equation
A cocktail of antidepressants mixed with the excess of words I have bundled in my head
It is people like you
Who have prompted me to
Put up caution tape inside my heart
And around my body
My body is something I am still learning to love
When you tell me it is good as is
That I am your definition of perfect
That does not make it all better
Does not make me love it any more
Just because you think you can see something I do not
Doesn't mean I want to as well
I do not need to be told that i am beautiful to be okay
I do not want to be told that my scars are beautiful
When they are anything but
My skin has been a battleground too many times to be anything but leftover warfare
Dust and dirt
I do not want to be kissed with love
When these wounds have only shown hatred
It is not romance
It is disaster
I am not blessing
I am unholy mess
I am not a question waiting for your answer
Mental illness is something I never asked for
But I was given it anyway
I do not want you to want to know what its like
To wake up every morning to grey skies
When it is anything but cloudy outside
I do not want you to take any of my baggage
I have had enough practice lifting it with my own two hands
I didnt ask for your help
You can not heal me with touch and words
With roses and sappy ******* love notes
I do not need to be healed
I do not need to be cured
I am not sickness
I am complicated
And this complicated creature
Wants to tell you
That she does not need you
That this crazy *****
Has done just fine
On her own.
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 4:14 PM UTC