every time my phone lights up
I hope the notification says your name.

and why am I always
the one ending up
with the broken heart
and the
ugly scars?

new year
new beginnings
it's supposed to be a fresh start
but what if it's just
the same
on repeat?
we still bleed,
a new year but it's bittersweet.

I left dead flowers on her desk
will she water them?

it's been 21 days without you
but not one of them I didn't think about you
I wonder how long it will take
for this to become easier?

I don't get
how easy it was
for you
to let me
go

I've always loved you
so much more
than you loved me.

and in the dark
under the sheets
where anonymity saved us
it didn’t matter anymore
that we were two girls
in love
we kiss, tender
hiding
while we realize
we won’t reach heaven
ever.

yes, I am.

I promised myself I would never fall in love again
but what if
my pieces
are still capable of loving?

What if my broken heart
finds someone new?

Can it love again
after being hurt so badly?

You promised me once
To write me a poem
A special one
Just for me
The words you've said
Keep spinning in my head
The words you used to say
Trying to make me stay
You made me used to waiting
So I waited for a long time
New promises that you were creating
Then I realised this was just one of
The promises you used to make
And used to break.
That moment I decided
I had to write my own poetry.

when I try to swallow your tears
I get a bellyache
it is too heavy

I keep saying to myself
that all bad days have an ending

but so the good days
have one too.

that moment
laying on that couch
I wanted to kiss your lips so badly
dying to feel
your lips on my lips
my heart ached
and I desperately needed
you.

my skin
and
my soul.

I've been warned
about something
so dangerous
it can ****
" it's called love "
they said
but I answered
" It might **** me one day,
but it's also my one and only
reason to live."

my heart is beating
yet for only one person
and my lips are dying to
feel your soft lips
and my hands want
to touch your grace
so gentle.

you stopped loving me

so I also

stopped loving

myself.

the silence
hurts more
than the
words

and that moment I realized
forever wasn't a time indication
it was a feeling,

but feelings can fade.

don't we all have those moments
when we want to die
in the middle of our worst nightmares?

they say we are

wrong

but when I'm with you
everything feels more

right

than ever before.

your tears have been
watering your flowers

you became such a
beautiful garden

the bruises
you left me with
faded

but the scars
on my skin
won't.

I am lost in the dark
but maybe it is because
I close my eyes
since the sun
is too bright

it feels like
I'm watering a flower
which is already dead

and the only thing
that was left over
after the storm had
torn us apart
were the pieces
of my scattered heart