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Blah blah Jun 2017
In your darkest unlit nights,
Black clouds seizing lights,
I'll talk to moon,
To flare for you so bright.
I promise.
You can leave me in the dark, and I'll give you all my sunshine. I will always love you. I miss you idiot.
Blah blah Jun 2017
Did i told you ?
"you hurt me"
Yes,  you heard me right, you hurt me.
With every action of yours.
Intentional or unintentional,
You should know they were destructive.
Did i told you ?
"I got physically tired, and emotionally drained.
Yes, you heard me right you drained my emotions leaving me empty.
With every word of yours.
Intentional or unintentional,
You should know they were devastating.
Did i told you?
"how much i cried that day"
Yes, you heard me right, you made me cry, getting me on my knees, as i listened to my own voice like a helpless distressed child, the muscles of my cheeks trembled.
With every step of yours.
Intentional or unintentional,
You should know they were terribly crushing.
Did i told you?
"I lost my spirit"
Yes, you heard me right, you theft my spirit, leaving me numb, with thoughts of ending my life for there's nothing left.
With every statement of yours.
Intentional or unintentional,
You should know it was shattering.
Yes i did told you, it was just you never understood. Your actions, your words,  your statements ,****** you,
You, yes you,
You turned out to be a blithe sadist.
Blah blah Jun 2017
Each step forward, I found his ego winning over my love.
Maybe we'll meet somewhere in oblivion. Parallel lines never intersect in real world.
Blah blah Jun 2017
When things are falling apart, They're actually falling apart. Don't assume them to be falling into place.
Don't settle down with a better dressed lie.Don't let it soothe your delusional heart, let the naked truth reach to your soul ,let it hurt a you a li'l more each time, to remind you that you're still in love, In love with an idiot who will never understand.
I miss him so much.
Blah blah Jun 2017
I still remember your last touch. That set my body on fire, and still felt like everything in me was at peace.
Blah blah Jun 2017
And sometimes love isn't enough.
Like mine wasn't.
Blah blah Jun 2017
People, are more like fragments with sharp edges, the more you let them in, the more they hurt.
**** people.
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