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Mav Dec 2016
I know we broke up
But we broke up for the right reasons
Sometimes I wish we didn't
But I see why we had to
Please don't misunderstand what I'm about to say
Know that I love you and will continue to care for you
So here it goes:

When I was your boyfriend, I took care of you
I did everything that I could to make you happy
I sacrificed things that I loved doing because I wanted you to be happy
Whenever you're sad, I'll go to the extremes to cheer you up
Whenever you're mad, I'd say sorry even if I didn't know what for
And although these things may have their own merit,
I've realized that there are times when this can be toxic

I forgot how to care for my own well-being and happiness

Don't misunderstand. You're a part of my happiness too.
I want to help you whenever you're in your down times
But do I really help you stand for yourself if I'll be the one to always be there? (I guess that's why people have always told me "you're too nice of a guy" when I should've been a good person)
There will come a day when I really can't be there for you
I am human after all, and there are situations that I cannot control
I want you to be strong
I want you to be independent
I want you to help yourself too
While we're away from each other,
Work on yourself
Focus on getting better
Always strive for a better version of you than yesterday

Now that we broke up
I want you to know that I do miss you
I long to hold your hands again
I long to kiss your soft lips again
I long to cuddle with you again
I long to say "I love you" and hear you say it back to me
I do miss you
A day doesn't pass by without my eyes tearing up
Don't ever think that I don't care about you, because I do and I hope you see it
Don't ever think my heart doesn't ache at the thought of not seeing you today, because it does
It does ache
And I feel it every day
.
.
.
So for now
Know this,
I love you
.
.
.
I will wait
.
.
.
I will wait until we're the best version for each other
.
.
.
I will wait.
I will always love you. More than you know now, K.
To the outcasts, the freaks
To the silent ones, the unheard
To the criers, the broken
To the heartless, the damaged
To the screamers, the closed off
To the drowners, the dying
To the breathers, the living
To the strong, the weak
To the flimsy, the fragile
To the suicidal, the struggling
To the raging, the bitter
To the sad, the lonely
To the misunderstood, the confused
To the 'why don't you talk,' the 'why don't you shut up?'
To the 'it's all in your head,' the 'It's not important enough'
To the 'stop acting,' the 'stop faking'
To the 'stop being so dramatic,' the 'there are people worse off than you'
To the 'shut up,' the 'you're making no sense'
To the 'I don't understand,' the 'nobody feels this way'
To the 'I can't help you,' the 'get over it'
To the 'you're weird,' the 'this isn't normal'
To the 'go away,' the 'nobody wants you here'
To the 'you break everything you touch,' the 'just die already'
To the 'broken ones,' the 'freaks'
To everyone, to always
To whatever you do, whatever you say
To everything, to everyday
You are not alone.
~ hk
East Wind Nov 2016
You won't understand.
You might think you can and that's fine
   but when you ask me why? And I sigh,
It's because...
You won't understand.
Shades31 Oct 2016
How do you live
And be misunderstood?
Worse torture there is
From which stems no good

How does it feel
To just be attacked?
Like your very life-force
Is from you hacked

As though everyone
Who’re always with you
Don’t seem to really
See what is true

As if you are there
But hidden as well
And though they look at you
Nobody can tell
Tried telling someone
Those things you keep deep inside?
~
Tried telling someone
You dont belong in this world?
~
Tried telling someone
Being you, isn't a good thing?
~
Tried telling someone
**They'll never understand...?
I don't wanna feel this miserable beneath the happiness
Spike Harper Oct 2016
Always.
Forever.
Incessant.
Words that are taught to never use.
Its never ending.
Seaminglyendlesscircles.
Dark and heavy.
Weighing down logic.
For what is seen.
Is not what is heard.
One must count.
Down.
Raging cryptic cycles.
Even if they aren't uniform.
Any rant will do.
Copy.
Paste.
Repeat.
Regurgitate.
Maybe then.
A meaning can be uncovered.
But for now.
Repitition.
Seems to be the only course allotted.
Reine Monroe Sep 2016
I want love,
I need love,
Where is love....

They tell you love is in family,
But they hate...
They tell you love is in you,
In order to find it,
you have to look in the crevasses of your heart,
But within you ,
It's reenactments of a ****** scene ,

Tell me again ,
Can't you answer my question?
Where is love ?
I'm looking for love ,
Love can you see me ?

You want love from me ,
I'm not earthly ,
I can't give you what you need..
My love can't even nuture me,
When I'm in time of need..
How can I learn to love you,
When I'm half loving me...

I create duplicates of paper hearts,
Made up of broken sea shells ..
Forgive me if I'm distant but loving,
I'm convinced I need help...
Feeling the faces
I retract.
It’s not me
You want
It's my twin.
No one knows
It, but We
swapped
At birth
& have since,
Seldom seen
Or spoken to
One another,
But, I do know
Him, & can
Tell you, it’s
He you seek
not Me,
Feel free &
Have Him,
Because
I scarcely—
If ever—
Stand in His
Way, or
Share His
Shadow
Anymore.
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