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IP May 2016
dearly departed,
this is a word from the brokenhearted.
you slipped away
as was your right
but the ghost you left behind
still lingers in my mind..
Bennett's-Words May 2016
Lurking in the dust
           Shattered memories of love
                             A love lost with time
darktowers Apr 2016
If you can wait till
I get home
Then I swear to you
We can make this last

I know
I can't give you everything
I know my heart to cold to care
But for once  
I know how it feels to be loved

I know you can't wait
Through everything
But is this really happening
I swear I'll never be happy again
Don't you dare say we can be freinds
I'm not some boy you can manipulate
We knew this would happen eventually
Leslie Jade Apr 2016
an abyss full of loathe
full of falling debris, full of ache
emptiness within her soul
filled with nothingness
Leslie Jade Apr 2016
it's been years since I met
A guy I thought worth admiring for
Didn't realize the possible outcome
If I pursue these uncontrollable feelings

Everytime I lay & think
I would say, "Finally, I've moved on."
But it would always turned out as a lie
And let me continue anticipating things

I cannot tell that I've fully forgotten
The happiness & pain that lingered
When I was falling in love with you
What if I tell you I still am?

To you, whom I fell in love with
Always know that this mere tingling feel
Will always adore  you
Even though you'll never look at me

*the way you look and feel for her
I met you
My whole life changed
At first it was good
Then we took a turn for the worst
Im broken hearted
Full of tears
I spend my days missing you
Waiting for you
Asking myself if its worth it
If you love me
Second guessing myself
Tab Apr 2016
i love you
i love you
i love you
it feels like i'm screaming into a void
why won't you say it back?
never mind
i get it
i don't love me either
love ***** kiddos
mari Apr 2016
i'm just a rusty knife stuffed in the back of a drawer whose occupation is collecting dust. everything i do sounds like nails on a chalkboard but i don't care, it's not like i can change it anyway. there's a sour taste in my mouth that tastes a little like ***** and a lot like the acrid words i keep to myself. i'm choking on the smoke left behind by a broken promise that's burnt itself all the way down. the lacerations on my wrists may have healed but the scars will always remain like the hole you left in me. i'm rotting away in my room but it's not like i belong anywhere else so i guess it's okay.

i'm sorry i ever bothered and i'm sorry i ever tried. it's not like you gave a **** about me anyway, you made that pretty **** clear when you decided to abandon me.
for c: you electrify me with every touch, every whisper. i've loved you since we met even though you're bitter.
Dyan Santiago Apr 2016
seconds, minutes, hours have passed
tick tock tick tock
she stares at the ceiling
blankly, coldly
one blade, two blades, three, four and more
shaking in agony, drowning in the river of melancholy
an unfinished poetry she is, so deep one can hardly understand
cruel fate, cruel world experiencing death before death
her loudest cry was finally heard;
she was found
loveless, helpless, lifeless
bee Mar 2016
fernweh is a german word that means to be a homesick for a place you've never been, so i wonder what you call missing someone who was never yours.
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