how could you?
how could you break two hearts at once?
this could have been avoided
if you just didn't lie to me.
don't tell me you always trust me
and then go and lie to me!
am i that little to you?
you mean the world to me,
but i'm just nothing to you.
you've been lying to me for four months.
i thought we were honest with each other.
if you lose her,
if you lose a girl that loves you so much
because you didn't want to tell me the truth,
then you're ridiculous.
and so am i,
because i can't seem to stop loving you.
i'm not heartbroken. you can' experience heartbreak when you're barely a teenager. just upset. (i'm trying to convince myself more than you if you read this). anyway enjoy my open letter kind of thing **
That's all i have.
Pictures and stories.
I don't remember you.
It'll be four years this year.
Four years and i can't remember a thing.
I've forgotten your voice,
I know your face from pictures.
I don't remember it then.
Apparently it wasn't good then.
I've blocked it out.
I don't recall what was happening.
I just collected it all up and locked it away,
along with my memories of you.
sorry this is a bit deep init. oof. i hope someone can relate or take something from this
It’s gotten worse this week.
It’s usually bearable,
I feel like i’m constantly floating.
Nothing around me is real.
Figments of my imagination.
Puppets in a show of my dreams.
However, my dreams are reality.
They are not dreams at all.
Not in the slightest.
Sorry. I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve not really had anything to write about but this was something that was playing on my mind. I hope you like it. Sorry
I thought I was finally over it.
I thought I’d gotten past this.
But then this has to go and happen.
This has to bring it all back.
I finally thought this had died down.
But i’m the only one that can’t get past it.
I don’t know why.
It’s haunting me.
I’m scared it will haunt me forever.
I’m sorry. This is a bit intense but i felt the need to get this off my chest. It’s rushed and awful. Apologies x
I regret not taking more time to talk to you,
and you're gone.
I feel like I didn't make you proud.
And now you're gone.
So I have to make you proud from up there.
I am doing my best.
I miss you truly, all the time.
I wish I had more memories of you.
But I only have photos.
I can't remember the days in those pictures.
Everyone can though.
If i had just one more day with you;
What would I do?
What would I say?
I'll never know,
Because now you're gone.
i was waiting until today specifically, june 30th, to post this because three years ago i lost my grandad.
I love to look out of the window,
and just watch the sunset,
and watch sky ombré into a shade of purple.
And i let the candyfloss pink clouds carry my worries away.
i love to lay in silence,
the sound of rain overcoming my ears.
The droplets of water hitting the slant of my window.
And i let the sounds of water hitting glass drown out my thoughts
i wrote this in about two minutes as it was just off the top of my head x Apologies for the poor quality x
Occasionally, it's good to forget how much you love something,
because that rush,that thrill
when you fall in love again.
it's simply the best!
short and sweet x