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Maybe we are both better off this way
Then again perhaps not
Who is to say?
Soon you will forget everything about me
With exception of my name and what you thought we would be
But it is impossible for for me to do that too
I will always care too deeply for you
I've come to the conclusion you are happier now
Albeit I cannot quite comprehend how
Back when together I could tell I meant to you the most
In my present exist only as a gnawing ghost
A wall bloomed between
Was completely unaware
Too late I finally opened my eyes and saw it there
New emotions have taken root in your heart
Resulting in us being driven even further apart
I wonder if you love her more than you used to love me
Why it has to hurt so bad to set the things you cherish free
Now waking up is hard to do,
Sleeping's impossible too,
And everything's reminding me of you,
What can I do?
It's not right, not okay,
To say the words that you say,
Maybe we're better off this way...
-Maroon 5
Snipes Jun 4
The summer heat welcomes heart rate
The affection I show, you negate
My heads burning up
My hearts breaking apart
You never know how cold the last goodbye is
Until you’re buried alive
Frozen in the middle of July
Bansi Adroja May 26
I would take every fight
every single heart break
for those three am phonecalls
wishing I could call you home

I would take every single disconnect
every time we tripped
falling in and out of sync
over ten long years and more

I would hold your hand
on the sofa in front of the TV
while we talk about nothing at all
disappearing every evening like a bottle of red

I would do anything
to relive the moments we missed
all over again
because after all this time
you still have my heart in your hands
And I will always wish yours was mine
I'm split in two...
Entangled in my mind...
As Two forces Collide,
A predicament that should be so very simple
Yet far from simple is it

I know what I should do and
I know what I desire to do...
The Two... vastly different

Therefore I do not Know... What I shall do...
Out of fear? Not for myself but for you

For Dangerous things I've done
But in comparison this is beyond those
Because... it won't be me alone exposed

It's a bad idea
I can see it ending with heartache and tears

This might **** me but I know it's time to turn back the dial
I don't want to break your smile

I'm willing to sacrifice mine
And that.... That is fine...
The last of 6 agonizing stages
Alicia Moore Apr 25
Each moment I spend with you
provides me with puzzle pieces
in an attempt to complete my heart.

Once I connected the corners and edges,
an image finally began to appear...
but you were not to be seen in the jigsaw art.
Thank you for the memories and the love
which I will cherish for a lifetime
but we must carry these separately with a fresh start.
Fatima Ahmad Apr 21
The flame from the stove danced in the wind,
It faded and ignited like the fire within.
She grabbed a glass and filled it to the brim,
Took a deep breath and dived right in.

She was dicing the onions, tears filling her eyes.
Not from the onions, but from the pain she held inside.
She promised herself that today she wouldn’t cry,
So she bottled up her pain and put on a smile.

She sprinkled in some salt, that settled into her wounds.
She winced at the pain; it came spoon after spoon.
Anger wasn’t her colour and struggle would be her doom.
She stood in the kitchen, clutching the bane of her womb.

She chopped up the parsley; so delicate and thin.
When the knife missed the parsley and sliced through her skin.
They would ask her what was wrong, but where would she even begin,
When her blood was the sign of how she lost the war within.

She mixed everything together and put aside her fears.
She set the plates on the dinner table, next to every beer.
If you listened closely you could hear the drip of her tears,
While her conscience shot her with its poison covered spears

She grasped the edge of the table, trying to remain steady.
Her anxiety was creeping up on her, silent but deadly.
“You are NOT going to cry”, she told herself already.
And Just like that she said….
dinner was ready
Luna Maria Apr 20
I did not write as much
not because I don't care or because
it did not have an impact on me

just because I've been escaping and avoiding
instead of writing and feeling.
distracting myself from the painful feeling in my chest
LC Apr 20
my eyes were downcast,
never meeting my reflection,
my body shrunk into itself
when shame embraced me.

I straightened my shoulders,
and shame got out of the way.
I kept my arms out, forming a bubble
that shame could never, ever break.

and once I did that,
I greeted the mirror,
and my reflection smiled
for the first time.
#escapril day 19!
Do not fall in love
Go before you break in two
I don't deserve you
You are too good for me
Brendann Apr 17
I am glass

I’m sturdy
till I crack
Then I shatter

don’t be fooled though
For even when I’m shattered
I’m still strong enough to hurt you
For when I shatter is when you bleed

So don’t push me

Or I might just crack
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