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Jess 5h
Realisation always knocks late,
followed by regrets creeping in,
ought to be carried for a long time,
destroying us little by little each day.

The greatest one I bear now,
making me die a little each day,
is that I let you go, not knowing,
leaving was a decision you'd regret.
Sorry for letting you go.
  1d Jess
Immortality
Once it was love,
now it is a wound,
a gentle reminder,
of what we lost.
It's beautiful and ugly at the same time.... maybe...
I don't know...
Jess 2d
Charming looks and honeyed words,
you had them easy and out always,
and to fall for that version of you,
was easy and many did come that way.

Got lost in our friendship and I too,
reached there, but so very differently;
slowly, mesmerized by your kindness,
imperfections and your childishness.

Felt a profound love, my first one, and,
you, never knew love was so deep.
For, though you had meant fooling,
our love had the power to transform us.

Easy to walk away you thought;
and you tried, but you just couldn't.
Though forever was not in the picture,
invisibly the hearts were connected .

Too late to make things right,
unwilling to leave, the heart stayed;
with no wants or needs whatsoever,
but love to give to each other.
Grateful for your love.
Jess 3d
I'm left in the dark with no answer,
you let me know you wanted a relocation,
and took off to a whole other dimension,
but I feel you in everyway, everywhere.

Games of the mind, it might be,
guess I'll never know till I hear you again.
In the half-moon, in the cold night breeze,
in the flowing waters I feel your smile.
I loved you with no expectations or conditions, and I will continue to, always and forever.
Jess 4d
Every day, many lives are taken,
unfortunate accidents happen,
to people who dream of living,
a life of love, joy, peace, and giving.

I wish it was me instead of them,
that would mean no overwhelm.
With nothing more to lose now,
I wonder how I could swap somehow.
Jess 4d
I complain that a thought of me,
didn't stop your beautiful mind;
when you took a rope to flee,
from the despair that turned you blind.

Why would you think of me?
I had let go for your happiness,
not giving a hint that I was at sea;
dying slowly from the heaviness.

A few days of mourning, it'll be alright,
you thought, a few more to move on.
But when you left, I lost the light,
I'm stumbling and falling, worn and torn.
I was on your mind, but that didn't stop you. Wish I had said something to make you stay. I wonder what would have made you stay.
I am unwell,
Have a slight headache--
I should sleep--
But for some reason I keep awake
Thinking of you,
Drowning in my feelings, suffocating under the pressure of my uncontrollable emotions--
Rationally looking at this, it should make no difference in me trying to sink into your depths--
For I am here and you are not,
Yet I keep awake talking about you to this oblivious Night--
I should... probably sleep?
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