the-profound-bond - Hello Poetry

On a snowy Sunday morning I awoke in a house that was not my own while my friends still slumbered in the next room. Then, I recalled they had said “There is some instant coffee in the cabinet help yourself.” As I grasped the warm cup and took my first sip a tear ran down my cheek. Remember when you had your first apartment? With your sister? Neither of you drank coffee and you had no coffee *** I drank instant every morning and complained of the bitterness. I haven’t tasted it since then, and it’s all rushing back in a blur of Memories. Remember how we were so young and so I’m love? We couldn’t spend a day apart and I thought we would never have to. I miss your smile, your laugh, the sparkle in your eyes when you said my name. I miss your warmth on this frigid morning. All because of Instant coffee.

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Jan 25

Jan 25, 2026 at 7:11 PM UTC

Instant coffee

On a snowy Sunday morning I awoke in a house that was not my own while my friends still slumbered in the next room. Then, I recalled they had said “There is some instant coffee in the cabinet help yourself.” As I grasped the warm cup and took my first sip a tear ran down my cheek. Remember when you had your first apartment? With your sister? Neither of you drank coffee and you had no coffee *** I drank instant every morning and complained of the bitterness. I haven’t tasted it since then, and it’s all rushing back in a blur of Memories. Remember how we were so young and so I’m love? We couldn’t spend a day apart and I thought we would never have to. I miss your smile, your laugh, the sparkle in your eyes when you said my name. I miss your warmth on this frigid morning. All because of Instant coffee.

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A warm summer day Me, in a blue denim dress Counting your eyelashes Soft touches Lips grazing A whispered declaration One single moment, expanded into our personal eternity You and Me.

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Jul 14, 2019

Jul 14, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC

An Afternoon

A warm summer day Me, in a blue denim dress Counting your eyelashes Soft touches Lips grazing A whispered declaration One single moment, expanded into our personal eternity You and Me.

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I kissed your lips and I tasted his smile Caught between morality and a lack of basic human functionality But when it's just you and me alone in a sea of blankets and whispers that graze my lips warm promises that wrap themselves around me until there is no room for thought Lost in your arms, I feel my self-restraint leaving my body I can't even begin to retrieve it.

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Oct 9, 2016

Oct 9, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC

a state of affairs

I kissed your lips and I tasted his smile Caught between morality and a lack of basic human functionality But when it's just you and me alone in a sea of blankets and whispers that graze my lips warm promises that wrap themselves around me until there is no room for thought Lost in your arms, I feel my self-restraint leaving my body I can't even begin to retrieve it.

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I still like you. Rather, I still have feelings for you. In a romantic way. And I don't know why I'm saying this because it doesn't matter and it doesn't change anything. And I know you don't feel that way about me anymore. But it's the truth. So i just thought you should know. I talk about you way too much, I often find myself with a big dumb grin on my face when I look at you. I want to hold your hand and kiss your cheek. When I see your smile the world stands still, and when you're in my arms I feel complete. I find myself thinking about us living together, what our kids would be like. Most of all, I want to spend every minute, every second with you. I know I'll never find anyone else quite like you. You're so special to me. I'm sorry. For everything. I know this all doesn't matter, I know that there's no chance to fix things. But I still love you.

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Sep 27, 2015

Sep 27, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC

I still love you

I still like you. Rather, I still have feelings for you. In a romantic way. And I don't know why I'm saying this because it doesn't matter and it doesn't change anything. And I know you don't feel that way about me anymore. But it's the truth. So i just thought you should know. I talk about you way too much, I often find myself with a big dumb grin on my face when I look at you. I want to hold your hand and kiss your cheek. When I see your smile the world stands still, and when you're in my arms I feel complete. I find myself thinking about us living together, what our kids would be like. Most of all, I want to spend every minute, every second with you. I know I'll never find anyone else quite like you. You're so special to me. I'm sorry. For everything. I know this all doesn't matter, I know that there's no chance to fix things. But I still love you.

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Nothing changes You have accomplished nothing You are nothing Nothing. Thoughts settling deep inside me In the pit of my stomach I can throw them up again tomorrow But the words come back Nothing. Try to shift focus Ignore the painful pull Forget the words devouring your sanity A sharp sting at your wrists Quick relief Until the illness drowns you No escape. Can't breathe. Nothing.

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Feb 2, 2015

Feb 2, 2015 at 10:32 PM UTC

a day in the life

Nothing changes You have accomplished nothing You are nothing Nothing. Thoughts settling deep inside me In the pit of my stomach I can throw them up again tomorrow But the words come back Nothing. Try to shift focus Ignore the painful pull Forget the words devouring your sanity A sharp sting at your wrists Quick relief Until the illness drowns you No escape. Can't breathe. Nothing.

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I fall asleep with scars on my skin and worries under my pillow

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Oct 18, 2014

Oct 18, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC

goodnight.

I fall asleep with scars on my skin and worries under my pillow

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I cut myself up many ragged pieces hit the floor torn and frayed beyond repair. You hurry to stitch me back together before I become unrecognizable before the remaining scraps are too worn for recovery. Reassembly is valiantly attempted but the pieces don't fit rips and tears that no longer form a whole. You can't find me again.

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Oct 16, 2014

Oct 16, 2014 at 12:02 PM UTC

Frayed

I cut myself up many ragged pieces hit the floor torn and frayed beyond repair. You hurry to stitch me back together before I become unrecognizable before the remaining scraps are too worn for recovery. Reassembly is valiantly attempted but the pieces don't fit rips and tears that no longer form a whole. You can't find me again.

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I miss you. The urge to reach across the void possesses me I desperately want to close the space I have created between us pull you flush against my chest and shake you until it sinks in and you come to realize that I MISS YOU But a hypocrite I am not So i retreat back to my own side and hope that my thoughts will penetrate your doubt.

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Oct 13, 2014

Oct 13, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC

Necessary Space

I miss you. The urge to reach across the void possesses me I desperately want to close the space I have created between us pull you flush against my chest and shake you until it sinks in and you come to realize that I MISS YOU But a hypocrite I am not So i retreat back to my own side and hope that my thoughts will penetrate your doubt.

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I don't use beautiful, eloquent language that softly tumbles from the mouth. I don't write unique metaphors that make the world seem profound and meaningful. Life is short and simple and that is how I write.

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Jun 15, 2014

Jun 15, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC

My Style

I don't use beautiful, eloquent language that softly tumbles from the mouth. I don't write unique metaphors that make the world seem profound and meaningful. Life is short and simple and that is how I write.

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1. Your car was in a parking lot. I was immediately paralyzed by fear. A sigh of relief escaped me when a young woman opened the door. 2. I saw you in Elliot Rodgers. How he believed that women exist to fulfill his needs. When he took out those who didn't. 3. Your face appeared in a dream. Patronizing me, chastising me. Blood blossomed from my wrists. I woke up disappointed.

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Jun 15, 2014

Jun 15, 2014 at 1:30 AM UTC

times i thought i saw you

1. Your car was in a parking lot. I was immediately paralyzed by fear. A sigh of relief escaped me when a young woman opened the door. 2. I saw you in Elliot Rodgers. How he believed that women exist to fulfill his needs. When he took out those who didn't. 3. Your face appeared in a dream. Patronizing me, chastising me. Blood blossomed from my wrists. I woke up disappointed.

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