Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
  Apr 2019 Ephemeral Oblivion
sarah
tell me you're done
but say it to me softly
don't wanna feel the rush
of being broken-hearted

if i ever stop
to think and reflect
i'll never catch up
back to where i should be
We talked today.
I'm not sure if it affected you as it did me,
but,
I'm not willing to stand here,
my bleeding heart in my hands,
waiting for a sign from you that it's okay to let go.
---------------------------
We spoke today,
and I broke down sobbing.
I truly believe that I **** everything up,
everything, everyone that I love,
I ruin them.
--------------------------
We bled today,
waiting for those we love to love us back,
but,
we're not patient enough to be the ones
holding hearts in bleeding hands.
Why is it that when I think I'm over you, it all comes rushing back?
  Apr 2019 Ephemeral Oblivion
Kushal
I know all too well what it's like
To feel sidelined.
Walking on the outlines
Of the portrait of a lifetime,
Part of the background,
With muted sound.
Feeling like there's nowhere to look,
But down.

I get it.
Feeling your heart beat,
But your hearts don't meet,
And you wish the feeling was not this sweet.
Your mind tells your heart to retreat
But it's not as simple a feat,
And as you walk away
So to does your mind stray,
Till you can all but see the light of day.

It hurts to be the watcher.
That's human nature.
Isn't it?
To act like we're
the gods of yore,
those lustful, flawed gods from before?
We play with the feelings of others,
never realizing that we impact them more than it seems.
I love and hate playing god. It gives me a sense of power, though not always in a good way.
Next page