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I often wondered why people like love stories as a child In mild amusement I used to rebel love Used to play with it like my hands were shaper of this reality in youth Until I found love and soon lost it to suicide. And this is not the sad part my fellow readers for the day was red It was cloudy and red, but I cared none, i didn't emote Didn't even cry properly, didn't shread tears when I need to I tried to **** myself but I couldn't cry for heaven's sake When that little child has seen such things he forms a dome of invisible walls No one closer and no one deeper to really hold my hand and talk about my broken heart But when time "healed" me I thought I was done with this And then I found you, as funny as laughter and as cute as a bunny. First conversation I asked for some notes and you said to ask it like "ask nicely mommy" on your phone Back then I knew you were as weird and as funny as anyone I have ever seen Everyday I feel in love more, when I kissed you first and held back you said "can't stop now baby" and kissed me again Everyday felt like a new version of me was born to love the little child in you That smirky smiley face so adorable and so beautiful When we crashed our cycles when I got a new one And we didn't think twice after we fell down and just kissed And how you took me to the hospital after I injured my finger for a tetanus(that was not in the *** btw) I loved how much you grew each day, how much love you shred with me And in time how much you grew and how many friends you made. When we were having that picnic on hillside and I held you close, i swear to have seen you forever and ever When you slept with me for the first time and didn't tell me that you got the deluxe room, I was so attracted When you were sat with me in the garden and we talked for 3 hours straight about absolutely nothing and everything at once. How you made me feel so loved when you held me and didn't let me go How I made noises when you used to eat and you used to get annoyed How pretty you looked in that white dress that has little holes so the sunlight could kiss the ground How amazing you looked with your bangs and how beautiful you looked during freshers How many times have I said I'll gonna be ****** for this exam and you assured me not to worry How amazing you looked in that saree for Diwali and garba when we took pictures of us kissing There are a thousand things I can recall but nothing is as sweet as that first "I love you" All of this yet I never showed enough effort not because I didn't love you, but because I was dead inside I never healed from that heartbreak 3 years ago And if I did we would be something so beautiful so precious But darling I'm an idiot, I thought what never enters my brain could never hurt me But it poisoned me made me stiff, made me less into showing effort not because I didn't want to But because I was subconsciously always scared of not letting myself die if you left me like that last time But I forgot that this is no solution and that's all I should apologise on And you were no better with your emotional baggage of not being able to confront people and hurt them Something that stemed from your harsh childhood which never gave enough feedback to change So honey we're just two ****** up people, and I wish I can read you this poem but I know that it's too late And with grace I'll say you have taught me so much about myself Given me so many happy moments that I think you're one of the best things to ever happened to me I don't think I'll be able to find someone like you but that doesn't mean I'll stop trying I love you no more romantically then as a friend. We accept the love we think we deserve. Ps:I didn't make a playlist because the last time I did, I almost jumped off a bridge listening to it. I didn't want blood on your hands :)
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Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 10:55 AM UTC
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I often wondered why people like love stories as a child In mild amusement I used to rebel love Used to play with it like my hands were shaper of this reality in youth Until I found love and soon lost it to suicide. And this is not the sad part my fellow readers for the day was red It was cloudy and red, but I cared none, i didn't emote Didn't even cry properly, didn't shread tears when I need to I tried to **** myself but I couldn't cry for heaven's sake When that little child has seen such things he forms a dome of invisible walls No one closer and no one deeper to really hold my hand and talk about my broken heart But when time "healed" me I thought I was done with this And then I found you, as funny as laughter and as cute as a bunny. First conversation I asked for some notes and you said to ask it like "ask nicely mommy" on your phone Back then I knew you were as weird and as funny as anyone I have ever seen Everyday I feel in love more, when I kissed you first and held back you said "can't stop now baby" and kissed me again Everyday felt like a new version of me was born to love the little child in you That smirky smiley face so adorable and so beautiful When we crashed our cycles when I got a new one And we didn't think twice after we fell down and just kissed And how you took me to the hospital after I injured my finger for a tetanus(that was not in the *** btw) I loved how much you grew each day, how much love you shred with me And in time how much you grew and how many friends you made. When we were having that picnic on hillside and I held you close, i swear to have seen you forever and ever When you slept with me for the first time and didn't tell me that you got the deluxe room, I was so attracted When you were sat with me in the garden and we talked for 3 hours straight about absolutely nothing and everything at once. How you made me feel so loved when you held me and didn't let me go How I made noises when you used to eat and you used to get annoyed How pretty you looked in that white dress that has little holes so the sunlight could kiss the ground How amazing you looked with your bangs and how beautiful you looked during freshers How many times have I said I'll gonna be ****** for this exam and you assured me not to worry How amazing you looked in that saree for Diwali and garba when we took pictures of us kissing There are a thousand things I can recall but nothing is as sweet as that first "I love you" All of this yet I never showed enough effort not because I didn't love you, but because I was dead inside I never healed from that heartbreak 3 years ago And if I did we would be something so beautiful so precious But darling I'm an idiot, I thought what never enters my brain could never hurt me But it poisoned me made me stiff, made me less into showing effort not because I didn't want to But because I was subconsciously always scared of not letting myself die if you left me like that last time But I forgot that this is no solution and that's all I should apologise on And you were no better with your emotional baggage of not being able to confront people and hurt them Something that stemed from your harsh childhood which never gave enough feedback to change So honey we're just two ****** up people, and I wish I can read you this poem but I know that it's too late And with grace I'll say you have taught me so much about myself Given me so many happy moments that I think you're one of the best things to ever happened to me I don't think I'll be able to find someone like you but that doesn't mean I'll stop trying I love you no more romantically then as a friend. We accept the love we think we deserve. Ps:I didn't make a playlist because the last time I did, I almost jumped off a bridge listening to it. I didn't want blood on your hands :)
I went through a break up so not really a poem, read it if you have the patience.
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Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 10:55 AM UTC
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