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Ken Jun 2018
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if you bring me this much anxiety and despair why don’t i just leave?
for m
(and i did)
Ken Jun 2018
i cant sleep
i keep thinking about our short time together.

about how you ran your hands through my hair, and held me while i told you my secrets.

about how comfortable i became with you so quickly.

about the feeling of your lips on my skin.

about the soft words whispered in the dead of night.

about how ******* attached to you i am.

about how, in such a short amount of time, you have grown to be so important to me.

about how much i miss you
how much i want you
how much i yearn to be loved by you.

and lastly.
about how, you don’t feel the same
for m
Ken May 2019
my heart is aching, yearning for you.


is it selfish that i hope you're feeling this way too?
Ken May 2019
i feel so ******* sick


i cant stop thinking about you

i want it to end,,,, i don't know how you feel
im too scared to ask

i hope you dont feel as disgusting as i do

but part of me wants this to be mutual,

this raw desire,
this anxiety,


im so ******* terrified

             of how attatched to you i became so quickly,
the thought of this being unrequited is devastating to me

but the thought of you feeling the same fear i do,

is even scarier.
Ken Jul 2018
i wish i could understand why you did it.
but i don’t think i ever will.
why did you pretend to care for so long?
it was evident you didn’t, and still don’t.

i wish i could understand why i did it.
but i don’t think i ever will.
why did i let myself believe you for so long?
and; why does a a little part of me still believe
for m
Ken May 2018
today is better,
we're pretending it didn't happen.

ignoring the issue instead of solving it.

we're fine for now but,
like everything.

it will come back to haunt us.
for m
Ken Jul 2018
realistically i knew this would never work,
we would never work.
yet i let myself believe that what you said was true,
that you really were interested in me,
in pursuing a relationship with me.

but all of that blew up in my face, huh?
for m
Ken Jun 2018
every time i think about you i get a foreign feeling in the bottom of my stomach.

i haven’t determined if that’s a good thing
for m
Ken Jul 2018
i haven’t been writing lately.
i’ve felt content with how things are, finally.
but after that night,
these poems are practically writing themselves.

why is it that i’m only inspired after you’ve hurt me?
for m
Ken Jun 2018
i wish i could stop crying over you
for m
Ken Jun 2018
please let me know if you don't want me anymore.

don't leave me wondering if i'm just being paranoid again.
don't let me feel you distancing yourself when i have no idea why.
don't leave me questioning where i went wrong.
don't make me feel ******* worthless.

its just the decent thing to do.
for m
Ken May 2019
this will most likely the last poem i write for you.

i'm finally over you.
finally over everything you put me through.

seeing you again, after everything, was the closure i needed.

but at what cost?

i'm not sure things will ever be healed between us.
we tolerate each other, even enjoy our time together.

but at the end of the day you *******
        R U I N E D  M E

and i don't think i'll ever forgive you for that.
goodbye m. *******, for everything.
Ken May 2018
i tend to forget most bad things,
i'm not sure why.

maybe its to protect myself from the memories,
or to save myself from feeling that way again?

but i'm starting to forget the good things too.

i can barely remember what your voice sounded like,
your laugh,
the color of your eyes.

i can't recall the things we did together,
or even why we stopped.

you're escaping my memories.

and,
maybe that's for the best.
for c
her
Ken Jan 2018
her
i am falling,
for her eyes,
her mind,
her laugh,
her smile,
i am falling,
for her.
Ken May 2019
why am i feeling this way again,
its been almost a year.

its not even you anymore.
for the longest time i blamed you,
but now its him.

he makes me feel the exact same way you did,
the fear,
the excitement,
the desire.


maybe it was  my fault all along?
Ken Jan 2018
home is where the heart is,
pulsing dark and ****** on the counter.
you should probably clean that up.
Ken Jun 2018
not drunk in love,

just drunk.


on the illusion of you.
Ken Jan 2018
you make me itch.
itch to leave,
to run away.
you say i deserve better,
and i know i do.
but i can’t leave,
i can’t scratch the itch.
led
Ken Jul 2018
led
looking back on my poems i shouldve seen this coming.
i’ve been wary of you since the day we met.
i knew you were someone i could fall in love with,
and you knew i was someone who you never could.
yet you led me on and waited until we were finally alone, after months, to tell me what i already knew.
you don’t love me, you never did.
why am i so upset?
for m
lie
Ken Jul 2018
lie
i tell myself i’m over you.
but every time i hear your name,
i realize that’s a lie.
for m
Ken May 2018
this isn’t real love,

this is infatuation.

a longing for affection,
and accepting it from anyone offering.


i know this.
yet here i am.
for m
Ken May 2019
i can't even begin to describe how i felt in that moment.
when you looked in my eyes before pulling me close and whispering,

'i'm so happy i met you.'

how lucky i felt when you fell asleep with your head on my chest.

how grateful i was when you made that stupid ******* playlist for me.

how content i felt in your arms.

how comfortable i was with you in such a small amount of time.

how devastated i was to say goodbye.

how i feel now, writing this.

how i'll feel tomorrow, undoubtedly thinking about you.

i could never describe the impact you have had on me.

but i want you to know

exactly how much you mean to me.
Ken May 2018
your actions inspire my poems,

and that's not always a good thing
for m
Ken Jun 2018
i’m trying to distance myself from you,
but you’re making it so ******* difficult.

i need you,
and that’s not healthy.
for m
Ken May 2018
my heart is full of white noise.

you are the only thing of importance that resides there.
for m
Ken Jun 2018
i haven’t been writing lately,
but i also haven’t been feeling anything.

i’ve been numb for days,
just kind of floating along.

waiting for something to happen,
and wake me up.
Ken Jun 2018
this is the third time in the last week.
i keep dreaming of you,
and i can't figure out why.

you left my life so long ago,
so, why are you suddenly plaguing my thoughts again?
for p
Ken May 2018
i always forget,
that i can't reach out and touch you,
or visit whenever i want.

i keep thinking i'll see you again soon,
and that it's just a matter of time.

but, this.
this has shown me that nothing is set in stone.
nothing lasts forever.

especially not the good things,
they seem to pass the fastest.

you passed through my life so quickly.
i can't get you out of my mind.

please,
please come back.
for m
Ken May 2018
i have so much to say to you,

but i'll never say it,

so instead,

i post it here.
for m
Ken May 2019
there is nothing i wouldn't do to relive last night.

i want nothing more than to just sleep in your arms one more time.
Ken May 2018
i did it again.

****** everything up.

i hope you'll forgive me.

i hope we'll go back to normal.

i'm sorry.
Ken May 2018
i'm scared of how important to me you've become in such a short amount of time.

within days you have rooted yourself into my brain,
occupying every passing thought.

you have secured your place in my heart in less than a week.

what are you?
for m
see
Ken Jul 2018
see
maybe one day i’ll show you the work you’ve inspired.

but not anytime soon.

i’m scared you’ll hate me for the way i see you
for m
Ken Jun 2018
i wish i didn’t do this every ******* time.

i get so attached so quickly,
you’re the only thing on my mind.

the first thing when i wake up,
and the last thing when i fall asleep.

you’re in everything i see or do.
i cant get you out of my **** head.

but,
our conversations have become rarer and more tense.

and still,
i think of nothing but you.

i can feel you growing distant,
yet i’m still becoming more and more attached to you.

you’re walking away as i’m clinging to the thought of you.

just like every other person.
for m
Ken May 2018
normally i feel nothing.
my days blur together,
and i forget what it feels like to
really, truly live.

but.

since i've met you,
i've felt so much.
i'm no longer the apathetic man i once was.

and

even though,
these newfound emotions aren't always good.
i'd rather live a life,
feeling things with you.
than remain indifferent without you.
for m
Ken May 2018
you're like that one song,
the one that,
out of nowhere,
gets stuck in my head.

i can only remember a few of the lyrics,
i haven't heard this song in years.

i remember the beat,
the feeling,
perfectly.

and finally,
after days of having you stuck in my head,
i remember the name of the song.

i listen to it again,
after going so long without.

and i can't stop.
Ken May 2018
why am i

         spiraling

for no reason?




                                  i can't stop.
this feeling that,
you hate me,
                                                                ­       and want nothing to do with me
even though you have done absolutely nothing
             to make me feel like this
for m
Ken May 2018
this word is used to describe people often,
but.

it describes no one as perfectly as you,
my love.
for m
Ken Jun 2018
i fear i am too much for you.

too many feelings,
both good and bad.

too many opinions,
too much anxiety,
too much noise.

i'm afraid you don't want me anymore,
now that you've gotten to know me.

now that you've realized how clingy i am,
how i thrive off of attention,
how much trauma i've been through and how badly it has affected me.
now that you know how honest i am,
how much i overshare with some people,
and never share with others.
now that you are aware how the smallest thing can put me in the worst mood,
how i need constant validation or i shut down.

i am so ******* terrified,
that i've scared you away.

just by showing you who i am
for m
Ken May 2018
it took two days,

two days for you to make me feel this way.

two days for me to become addicted to the feeling of your hand in mine,
your lips on mine.

two days for me to become reliant on the sound of your laugh,
the endearing look on your face when i embarrass myself.

two days for me to become so attached to you.
for m
Ken Jun 2018
ever since we’ve met,
every breakdown i’ve had,
save two,
was over something you did.

maybe that’s a sign?
for m
Ken Jun 2018
please.  



                    stop


    i keep screaming, begging for this


feeling to end.
for m
Ken Jun 2018
your ******* eyes haunt me.
for m
us
Ken May 2018
us
i wish i could be more like you.

more outgoing,

less terrified of every small thing.


more self confident,

less unstable.


we're too different,
                                                          i dont know if this,
                                                          if we,
                                                                        will work out.
for m
Ken Jul 2018
i just wish this was enough for me to stop wanting you.

but i still do and i don’t know how to stop.
for m
Ken Jun 2018
its been a month now,
since we met.

and with each day i can feel you,
losing interest.
forgetting me.

i know i am fading from your life,
and there's nothing i can do except watch.
for m
why
Ken May 2018
why
i don't get it.

why have you,
your eyes,
your smile,
the feeling of your skin on mine,
of your hand in mine,
not left my mind.

even though you have left my life?
for m
Ken Jun 2018
i wish i didnt have to get drunk to work up the courage to tell you how i really feel.

i wish i wasn’t absolutely terrified of you.

i wish i wasn’t a ******* coward.

i wish i wasn’t so easily intimidated.

i wish i could stop being the way i am.
for m
you
Ken May 2018
you
please. please get out of my head.

for weeks i haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.

everything brings me back to you,
to us,
to what we could’ve been.

the thought of you is driving me wild,
and i don’t know how much longer i can take it.
for m
you
Ken May 2018
you
i have known you for such an insignificant amount of time;

yet the impact you've had on me has been anything but.
for m

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