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Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
Last night I had a dream,
A dream about you and I.
In that dream you loved me,
The way love was meant to be.
I wish we could have worked it out,
Because I love you more than my life.
Maybe one day you will change your heart,
And run straight into my open arms.

I still think of you,
And wish that you were here.
I broke my heart in two,
And gave you the bigger piece.
Then you were gone,
And I had to learn,
How to live my life,
With only half of my heart.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
It's easy to say I love you when you are face to face.
It's easy to say I love you when you are inside someone.
It's easy to say I love you when they are caring for you.
It's easy to say I love you when the butterflies are in your
stomach and every waking moment is consumed with one another.

But it's not easy to say I love you when they want nothing to do with you.
It's not easy to say I love you when you know they don't love you.
It's not easy to say I love you when it's been a consistent battle to
remain friends.
It's not easy to say I love you when you always choose guys who
make you feel less than you are.
It's not easy to say I love you when I have been waiting four years for
you to feel anything for me.
And it certainly is not easy to say I love you when there is an ocean
separating the two of us.

I don't love you because I need you, I need you because I love you.
Love is not a feeling, or an emotional connection, or an opportunity not to be alone.
Love is dedication, a choice to knit your heart and soul to another because
nobody else can compare to the joy, peace, affection, and trustworthiness that you have.

So I love you. I love you. I love you.
You may never read this, but it's the deepest part of my love for you.
//On her//
This was my first ever poem, written in December of 2015.
Dαиι Mar 2016
On that day,
his hesitation became an unstoppable wheel that ended up as a painful condemn;
that sailed her soul away
and brought to reap,
the birds of death
That await to these days,
for her flesh to perish.
...
Those three little beads going up and down
...
Seeming to go slower
...
Until all together they are gone
...
..
.
A.C.
Pauline Morris Feb 2016
I  nearly forgot my broken part
Till you took a blowtorch and cauterized my heart
You devastated me with your art

Don't think of yourself as smart
In love my brain from my heart departs
I always put the horse behind the cart
Light me up with a match but first poor the gasoline in my lungs,
So that I can inhale the acidic liquid from your mouth when we go to touch tips with our tongues ;

Burning holes through my heart as you tear this love apart.
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Mohamad Hidayat Nov 2015
It was a heartbreaking sight.The overcast sky darkened,blocking out the moon's vibrant rays & my heart sank deeper.
ZT Nov 2015
The burning feelings we had
Passionately we loved
Like flames enveloping us
till everything turned to dust

I guess we might have loved too much
The spark that we ignited
turned into flames we could not handle

The fire spread
From HEARTWARMING
Came to HEART BURNING

This is just heartbreaking

But no longer Shall I fret
For no longer will my heart break
for only ashes remain

From the once burning heart
From the once burning Love
Zyanneh Frazier Oct 2015
Rest in Peace “Mom”

December 10th of 2010 I was
Holding your hand, telling you not to worry was not an easy thing for me to do
I sat with my brothers and kept asking myself is this our last goodbye?
As you happen to suffer in pain laying helpless on the hospital bed
Being brain dead and unable to breathe on your own
I couldn’t help but cry, but pray for good results from the doctor and nurses
As they slowly took you off life support and removed you from the breathing machine
Losing someone I truly loved was just so hard for me
December 19th of 2010 we was
Heading to the hospital as we suddenly got a call saying she didn’t make it
I walked into the room where you laid peacefully
Resting in God’s arms, although I wasn’t ready for our last goodbye
I happen to miss your sweet beautiful smile and amazing personality
The thought of not hearing your voice or not seeing your face
Happens to put nothing but a frown on my face leaving me with nothing
But tears slowly going down my face as I tried to tell myself this can’t be right!
December 27th of 2010 it was
Time for us to say our final goodbye as we laid you to rest
I never imagined that it would end with you laying in a casket
You were always there through the thick and the thin
You were more than a mother to me your were my best friend
Nobody can ever replace the bond we shared with each other regardless
If it ended with you yelling at me, because all you really wanted
Was the best for me because you didn’t raise no dummy
On November 23rd and Mother’s day of every year
I happen to visit you to tell you happy birthday and to
Release balloons and lay flowers by your grave to show you
That I love and miss you dearly as I try to forget that heartbreaking day
That will forever haunt me throughout my teenage and adult years
Lesley Renna Pickett may you
Rest in Peace!

By Zyanneh Frazier
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