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Chris Jan 2019
I'm to accept that I'm nothing new
Things like this in life are tough to chew.
But knowing there's more than a few
Means I know how to take my cue.

A cue that will set me up for more
Raise my sails for open shores.
Help me cut straight to the core
I'll take my cue to fade and end this war.

My troubles are caused by myself alone.
Learning this helped me keep from being a clone.
Knowing that I'm like everyone I've known
Is a cut that hits deeper than the bone.

I will see you in another life
But I don't wanna pass.
I'll wait there, but not for long
For everything moves too fast.
Remember me.
Enjoy.
Elli Dec 2018
Step 1. Delete everything. Delete her photos of her laughing, the picture of both of your shoes during a summer day you took after going to the book fair with her, the conversation you screenshotted of her saying "we are soulmates". It's too painful for you to bear now, you don't need a physical reminder of the void she left.

Step 2. Stay on routine. Wake up, get dressed, go to school, go to work, study, sleep. Be tired. Let your body ache as you lie down the cold mattress where the winter winds outside your window lulls you to sleep. Overthinking is your enemy.

Step 3. Write a letter for her. Tell her everything you wanted to say. How your heart broke a million pieces when she sent you her last text. How you thought she was going to be with you forever. Talk about the would've-been future you were going to have, the two cats you were supposed to raise, and the places you were supposed to see together. But don't ever send it.

Step 4.  Don't go back to the day when it ended. December 6, 2018 at approximately 9:38 p.m. You were standing in the rain, she tells you "I don't feel good." and walks away, leaving you to stand there alone. It's the day where you finally see the cracks, but realized it's too late to fix a week later when she finally messages you.

Step 5. Stumble upon a TED Talk about getting over a heartbreak, you cry for 12 minutes straight watching it. You do what the speaker tells you because you feel lost. He said to write down a list of why this person is unfit for you, and you finally realized that love has made you look at her through cloudy filtered lens.

Step 6. Don't open her friend's snapchat stories and see her there, smiling, and having fun. Don't wonder if her heart is as broken as yours.

Step 7. Fail. Miserably. But get up anyway, because only time can tell.

Step 8. Get out of your comfort zone. Reach out to people, start conversations. Go to the places you planned to see with her, and see those places by yourself or maybe with other people.

Step 9. Find new hobbies, and go out on your own. Make new memories with other people and enjoy your own company.

Step 10. Know that 7 years is a long time to spend with someone, so it will take some time. But one day you will wake up and you won't even notice the void she has left.
Honestly, this could apply to platonic and romantic relationships. Idk how to feel about this piece, I don't really like it. But here goes nothing.
bailey goranson Dec 2018
one day we will all be forgotten
and no one will remember the way your eyelashes
fluttered in the moments you retained conciousness.

they will not remember
my melancholy eyes as you spoke words
that sounded like waves crashing through my ears.

they will not remember
the sight of your hand enfolded into mine
with our innocence being the main focus of the image.

one day i will no longer
remember who you were or what you meant to me.
however,

i currently have no plans of forgetting you
any time soon.
mera Dec 2018
To forget or not to forget.
I shall drink my last cup of my dreams of you.
As I stare morosely at these bottles around me.
Each broken bottle is a story, of me, of us.
I feel the sorness in my throat and its burning slowly.
I feel old. Shall I forget these years? I can’t believe these years has been mirage
Kesha Dec 2018
& even though you said
You'll always love me

& even though our hands
No longer grasp each others

& even though your lips
No longer caress my neck

I still find myself
Searching for your face

I still find myself
Listening for your laugh

While resting on your side of the bed

With Primroses planted
In the palm of my hands

& Tulips *******
In my mess of tangled hair

I ask my mind
If it would do me some kindness

& forget about you
With your stained tee shirts
& kind eyes

& if it would just
Omit all the sweet words
That danced from your lips
& swam in my head

Only than would my heart heal

Only than would I remember to move on

With dirt crusted onto
The bottom of my feet
I dance in our garden

& slowly pick the weeds
From my heart

Even though I remember you

with clarity
Ramblings
Thinking Doc Dec 2018
I was told once, that memories meant nothing,
They withered into the ether of forgetting,
And yet, I have found that the mind
Is a vast city, the streets little strands of emotion
that join vast boulevards of emotion,
To lead us to buildings that are memories.

Even as I wish to bulldoze this skyscraper,
that is the memory of her,
I find the boulevards that lead to this magnificent ruin,
Will leave me longing for too long.

If this Palace of dreams, woven in the fabric of time,
Is brought down to rubble,
What would the landmark be?
It would be the ruin, and the memory of it being destroyed,
Would bring me to my knees.

A skyline stretches out, much like Mumbai and New York,
Los Angeles and London,
And the towers that stretch outward to the sky,
Are the projections of her and me,
forever stamped till Alzheimers consumes me like a storm,
or Death liberates me.
Matterhorn Nov 2018
An empty room,
Full of ancient boxes
And *******
And other discarded things,
Accumulated over
Years and years;
But still, emptiness.

I return to this
Room more often than not
When I am
Trying to remember them,
Remember the things I
Left behind;
But they are gone.
© Ethan M. Pfahning 2018
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