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Emma Feb 2016
Every I love you I said 

sounded a little more

like a goodbye

but it was only because

your heart is a restless ocean 

and I never was good
with learning 
the tide cycles
To The Boy With The Whale On His Thigh.
Emma Jan 2016
I.
Hell for me was knowing I'd never love another the same way I loved you.

II.
They tell me someone can't be both the poison and the curing potion but you somehow managed to cure a wound and cause another.

III.
I remember the exact moment I fell in love with you except I wasn't just falling, I was drowning. I should've known.

IV.
Everything reminds me of you, even the things that don't.

V.
We met at the wrong time. I'm still waiting for the moment you and time are on my side.

VI.
When we first met I was blue. I didn't love my sadness until  you told me your favorite color was navy blue.

VII. 

I loved the cold until I found an indescribable winter inside me the day you left.
Forever living in winter solstice.
Emma Jan 2016
There were words
Waiting to be said
There were things
Hidden in my head
That would hurt him
So I kept quiet instead
I'm glad I never told you.
Emma Jan 2016
You always said
"10 years down the road
we'll laugh about this!"
but it's almost been 3 years
and I can barely talk about it
above a whisper
Maybe someday.
Emma Jan 2016
I. Realize that everything is temporary-including your happiness, including your sadness.

II. Sit down at a table for two and realize your heart is big enough to fill up both seats.

III. Cry out with the rain enough tears to fill an ocean and teach yourself how to swim.

IV. Scream their name into the wind until the wind itself decides to take it away.

V. Begin watching supernovas. Realize how beautiful something can be even when it has been dead for years.

VI. Look in the history books. Realize that even the best love stories all had to come to an end.

VII. Realize that surviving heartbreak is not as clean cut as a mathematical equation. It is a messy art.
I will survive.
Emma Jan 2016
You'll always be my soulmate
you'll always have
a part of my heart
and that scares me
but science says
that after 7 years
every cell in my body will be replaced, so maybe in 7 years
I will be a new person
and you will be someone else
and I will no longer love you
with the undying love that I do
Sergio, you'll always be my soulmate.
Emma Jan 2016
My arms will be a piano
for you to play the keys
I know they are hard
I'm sorry, there have been others.
my heart will be the drum
your feet will dance to
it is sometimes off beat
I'm sorry, there have been others.
My eyes will be your canvas
you can paint in them the stars
The darkness is already there
I'm sorry, there have been others.
my lips will be your clay
you will have to smooth out the rocks
I'm sorry, there have been others.
My body will be your artwork
you can put your autograph on the cover
I know there are other names printed
I'm sorry, there have been others.
The reason I made it a bit off is because I want the reader to feel how off it is. How off I feel after "there have been others", how off the person writing it feels...like a lover trying to explain how she can still be art even after having been used and chipped.
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