It's sad
Oh so very sad
The way you look at me now

By Chloe Elizabeth

One day
I'm going to get on a plane
or get in my car
or I swear to God I will run
to you

By Chloe Elizabeth

You held him 'till your fingers bled
You meant every single word you said

You loved him 'till your heart was sore
But honey, he's not worth it anymore

Let him go

By Chloe Elizabeth

Missing him is like looking out the window and realizing it's been raining for three days straight. Moments pass by so fast that you forget they even existed. The raindrops are so thick that the faces in front of you are blurred and you start to drown in the feeling that you get when you see him. The feeling that you get when she wears his sweater and when the air wreaks of the cologne on his neck. You try to avoid the wind that carries his voice around your ears but sometimes you hear it even when he isn't around. It isn't fair that he got to walk away dry and you're still drenched in the mess he made of you.

By Chloe Elizabeth

These raindrops hit the pavement
while brakes screamed
and tires spun
in the stormy weather

In a single fragment of this lifetime
a heart stopped
and the night went silent

In a single moment
all these hearts collapsed
and the floor fell from beneath their feet

As love got stronger,
days got harder
and tears flowed
like the storm on the night
that took the young boy
from our arms

These moments
and fragments
of our existence
have the ability to change everything

Sometimes love is not enough
to hold broken pieces together
and things break,
they shatter,
lives shatter

But everything ends
so it can begin again

By Chloe Elizabeth

This isn't going to be much of a poem, just a thought; something that I was thinking about today.
I was asked if it was weird to have dated my ex, since he was 5'5, one inch shorter than I am. And you know what, I've dated professional go-kart racers, jujitsu gold medalists and kick boxers, yes, all much taller than I am, however, none of them made me feel as safe as my 5'5 hockey player did. So the answer to that question, which actually surprised me as well, is no. It was not weird. It was not anything but another relationship, with another boy, who proved to be much more than how tall he was. Height does not matter to me and I don't see it ever mattering because he made me feel just as loved as someone twice his size could have. And even though he turned out to be a complete *******, that was not because of his small size, that was because he was, and is, a ****** person. Case closed.

By Chloe Elizabeth

We said forever
And we said we would try
But I felt myself slip from your fingertips
And I watched as my reflection
Became smaller and smaller in your eyes
Until they turned into the sea
And there was no trace of me left behind

By Chloe Elizabeth

I went for a run today
and sat in the place where we used to stay
and watch the sun go down
for hours until the water
was too dark to see

And I picked up a stone
and skipped it for you
because you taught me how

And I could see the outline of our bodies
still sitting on that log
where I thought we could stay forever

But they were just ghosts
and I watched
as they slowly faded away
along with our voices
and the promises you made

By Chloe Elizabeth

These painted walls
will always fill my lungs
and with every breath I take,
there is a small piece of the child
who grew up within them

By Chloe Elizabeth

I still find pieces of you
in everything I do

By Chloe Elizabeth

Sometimes,
I stand in the airport
and wait for you
to walk off an airplane
and into my life again

But you can't buy plane tickets
with all the stars in the universe
and you can't make someone come back
if they don't want to

By Chloe Elizabeth

I know I always gave you every benefit of the doubt
I defended you through all the faults
But you should have tried a little harder
Fought a little longer
Loved me a little stronger
Because I never stopped killing myself
Trying to save the small chance we still had
And that wasn't fair
It wasn't right

By Chloe Elizabeth

I often sit and wish
That I would have let myself
Experience more of you
Because you are not my regret
And you are not my pain
You were my fear of losing myself
In someone I loved too much
So I ran

By Chloe Elizabeth

She blamed the winter winds
For her sadness
But summer sunlight
Couldn't dry her tears

By Chloe Elizabeth

If I could, I would give you the world
she said

I would never ask you to do that
he replied

By Chloe Elizabeth

If I have learned anything
in the sixteen years
that I have existed,
it's to:
1. Drink coffee even if it's just because you like the taste
2. Wake up early but sleep in when you want to because the world can wait for you
3. Take chances
4. Give second chances
5. Get piercings, they'll heal
6. So will broken hearts
7. Go for walks because life is moving too fast to run
8. Listen to live music when you can
9. It's not karma if you haven't done anything wrong
10. Don't beat yourself up over the bruises on your heart when someone else put them there
11. People are just people, don't be afraid to say something
12. Read
13. Love
14. Love again
15. It's okay to go somewhere by yourself, enjoy it, drink your tea in peace and watch everyone else around you
16. Growing up is not a trap

By Chloe Elizabeth

I don't know how to explain it
But it feels like my heart is going to beat out of my chest
I don't have many words to describe it
But I think this is what falling in love feels like

By Chloe Elizabeth

I remember looking at his eyes in a dark room
My hand was still in his when the world took a break
Spilling out the truth that has been kept inside through unbearable days
We stood still in a room full of swaying people
His eyes had never looked so beautiful than when I could see his soul
I never truly knew who he was until that moment
When he placed his heart in my hands and mine broke
To watch someone fall apart at my feet and apologize for making a mess
I picked up every piece and put him back together
With all the strength in my body I still could not handle his tears
And never have I felt truer love than when I sat on that bench
With the boy who couldn't dance
And loved him for everything he was, is and ever could be
No matter who he loved

By Chloe Elizabeth

What hurts the most is I know things must come to an end but I can't bring myself to be the one to say those words. When the phone hangs up and your voice is gone, I'll be lost.

By Chloe Elizabeth

You cried in my arms, a heart filled with shame
With tears in my eyes, I loved you the same

By Chloe Elizabeth

With my eyes,
I told him what my mouth couldn't pronounce

By Chloe Elizabeth

When you're involved with someone, you slowly collect these little pieces of their life. The 40 minute break that they have between their classes on Tuesdays. The amount of sugar that they like in their coffee. The time that they wake up for work on Monday mornings. The side of the bed that they prefer to sleep on. And then this day comes when everything comes to an end. However, these little pieces stay with you. You feel so incredibly empty while you drown in the fragments of their day-to-day life. Suddenly, you find yourself wandering around aimlessly for 40 minutes on Tuesday afternoons. You don't put sugar in your coffee anymore. You sleep in on Monday mornings. You lay in the center of your Queen-sized bed. You float around in this uncomfortable space between the life you lived before and the life you shared with this person and their little pieces. You float here for a while as you try and get back to a life that is all yours again. A life that is familiar and forever different. And you know that this will happen time and time again, you will repeat this agonizing process of building up and tearing down and rebuilding until that one day, where nothing comes to an end.