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Dec 2020 · 41
What a fucking life?
Jeckthunder Dec 2020
The saddest ******* thing is when you're crying in the middle of the night and you're thinking that it would be nice if someone actually messaged you to check on you. Then, your phone actually vibrates right behind you as you're curled up in bed. As you reach for it, deep inside you already know that it's just some random notification like an email newsletter, but you check it anyway just for that tiny chance that someone thought of you and wanted to know how you're doing at 3a.m.
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It's just another Hello Poetry notification.

Daily dose if disappointment never disappoints.

The Universe is a ******* ****.
Nov 2020 · 150
Unhappiness
Jeckthunder Nov 2020
The word unhappy sounds more depressing than the word sad.
Nov 2020 · 186
A poem a day
Jeckthunder Nov 2020
and yet you still keep away.
Nov 2020 · 355
Humans are Stupid
Jeckthunder Nov 2020
We know more about the Universe than we know Love.
Modern humans have had around 200,000 years to figure out what Love is, and yet it is still one of the greatest mysteries in human existence.
Jeckthunder Apr 2020
If you asked me in 8th Grade,
I knew exactly what Love looked like
Love had long black hair
Had singkit eyes
And had the sweetest voice
Love loved cats
And I loved dogs
But Love was understanding
Love was patient
Love was kind
Love was easy
I knew Love for almost four years
And then, Love changed
Love had shorter hair
Had braces
And had the sunniest smile
Love and I both loved dogs
Love was adventurous
Love was brave
Love was a fight
Love was difficult
And Love didn't last as long
Now, I'm in my freshman year of uni
And I don't know what Love looks like anymore
Maybe both of them are Love
Or maybe I'm just too scared
To find Love again
Because I don't love myself
As much as I loved Love
I learned that you'll never be able to give someone else the love that they deserve if you don't love yourself in the first place.
Feb 2020 · 689
Wish of Time
Jeckthunder Feb 2020
Why do you feel like my past and future?

Oh, how I wish you were my present.
She made me feel again.
Jan 2020 · 316
Love Like Before
Jeckthunder Jan 2020
I miss the time when someone whole-heartedley loved me. The time when love was simpler. The time I didn't love myself.

But now that I do, I ask myself why no one loves me like before.
The most important love is loving yourself. Even if you do love yourself, you'll still feel lonely sometimes, but that's part of loving yourself too - realizing that you're strong on your own.
Dec 2019 · 120
Love is Give and Take
Jeckthunder Dec 2019
Love someone who loves everything about you. Someone who loves everything they hate about you. Someone who believes in you. Someone who supports you. Someone who never brings you down. Someone who lifts you up. Someone who stays even when you're at your lowest. Someone who you'd do the same for.
That someone is you. Love yourself before you love somebody else.
Dec 2019 · 6.1k
2020
Jeckthunder Dec 2019
2020 will be different. 2020 will be happier. 2020 will be better. 2020 will be okay.
I just wanna spread some positivity before the new decade comes.
Jeckthunder Jan 2019
Taking care
Of your
Cup of coffee
Is simple
Gently stir
To keep it
Consistent
Slowly
Take a sip
Don't burn yourself
Add some sugar
Just as much as
You need to
When it's
Getting cold
Heat it back up
And if you
Truly love your
Cup of coffee
You'll always
Find a way
Love is a working process. It doesn't matter how hard it gets. Love takes love.

This is a follow-up to my poem "A Cup of Coffee".
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2919769/a-cup-of-coffee/
Jan 2019 · 210
Thunderstorms
Jeckthunder Jan 2019
Hope for thunderstorms 'cause after they've passed,
you'll see the sun shine brighter than ever.
There's gonna be more sunshine than rain if you're optimistic.
Jan 2019 · 409
A Cup of Coffee
Jeckthunder Jan 2019
Love is like
A hot
Cup of coffee
A beaut
On the rainiest
And sunniest
Of days
Warm
Like the steam
On top
Bittersweet
From the caffeine
And the sugar
Special
Like a handcrafted
Piece of origami
But just like every
Cup of coffee
The warmth fades
And the flavor
Disappears
You might say that a cup of coffee is such a simple thing to compare to love. Well, making and nurturing a cup of coffee is everything that love is for me.

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