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I hate that I miss you, Knowing it won’t return you to me. But how can I help it? Let me whisper you into my sacred pages. You were the soul that guided me farther than I believed I could go. You loosened the smile I tried so hard to hide, painted color into a world I thought was only black and white. You made me feel things I was sure were never meant for me. You felt like the missing piece— one I didn’t know I was searching for. But where are you now? Why did you drift so far away? Did I not hold you gently enough, or was I simply too much to hold? You could have said anything before you left. Anything. I wasn’t stopping you. I wasn’t asking you to stay. We weren’t even lovers for me to beg you with that right. I don’t despise you. But— I hate that you appeared at the exact moment I was drowning. I hate that you saw the parts of me I thought no one ever would. I hate that you awakened feelings I didn’t know I could survive. I hate that you showed me what I had always wished for— only to leave me knowing it. I may forget you. But my soul will remember, for it struggled beside me to believe the lie that I didn’t fall in love with you.
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Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 8:51 PM UTC
You Woke Me Just to Leave
I hate that I miss you, Knowing it won’t return you to me. But how can I help it? Let me whisper you into my sacred pages. You were the soul that guided me farther than I believed I could go. You loosened the smile I tried so hard to hide, painted color into a world I thought was only black and white. You made me feel things I was sure were never meant for me. You felt like the missing piece— one I didn’t know I was searching for. But where are you now? Why did you drift so far away? Did I not hold you gently enough, or was I simply too much to hold? You could have said anything before you left. Anything. I wasn’t stopping you. I wasn’t asking you to stay. We weren’t even lovers for me to beg you with that right. I don’t despise you. But— I hate that you appeared at the exact moment I was drowning. I hate that you saw the parts of me I thought no one ever would. I hate that you awakened feelings I didn’t know I could survive. I hate that you showed me what I had always wished for— only to leave me knowing it. I may forget you. But my soul will remember, for it struggled beside me to believe the lie that I didn’t fall in love with you.
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Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 8:51 PM UTC
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