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Nicole Bataclan Dec 2016
What is the sound of love
But sweet nothings
I whisper to myself

The sound of heartbreak
But your silence
When I say them.

When is the time right
To float on cloud nine

When it is time
To fall flat-faced on the ground.

It stings
To have a wrong fixed

To be set free
A pillow wet with tears.

What is heartbreak
But sweet everythings
I whisper in your ear

The sound of love
But my words pounding
Through your heart.
Joy Jul 2016
I feel like I've said goodbye a million times -
Emotions often betray facts, so I suppose it's easy to understand
Why you always avoided them.

You still try to hide that I run through your mind
From time to time,
Sometimes all the time.

I think about you too, babe.
Sometimes all the time.
July, 2016
Missblackraven Jul 2015
I'll whisper sweet nothings to you darling,

You'll sing me songs written by the stars above,

And in the end we can call it love
K F Jul 2015
There are so many words that struggle silently on the mind,
too scared to become sound waves so they’re strangled somewhere
between thoughts and windpipe.

I want to ask so much from you but asking too much from people
Is how you make them scatter and run an evasive pattern fastest from you
Because no favors are free.

Sweet nothings are all I want to hear from you,
Like the ones you used to whisper to me when you still felt challenged,
When you were trying to win me.

Well win me again, because I think you’re losing me somewhere.
I can’t stomach this feeling of being somewhere on your priorities list,
Wedged between the laundry and the dishes.
Shi Em Mar 2015
i missed the times where we used to
just watch scary movies and laugh through out it all
instead of being scared;

where we spent late nights on phone calls
and text messages where we
talk about everything and nothing;

where we even notice the small things,
where I paint our moments with a pen and a paper
and you capture it with your camera;

where we can just be happy by doing nothing as long as
we were together;

but we get caught up in the moment of our fights
and misunderstandings;

we started to focus on our differences and
mistaken beginnings;

then just like that our fantasy

c  o  l  l  a  p  s  e  d

with you walking away,
leaving me behind with nothing;

while you walked away with everything.
Brooke Davis Jul 2014
Don't tell me
things will be alright,
or sweet nothings
in the dead of night,
because even existing
has been a fight,
ever since you have
taken flight.
Aisyah MJ May 2014
Why,
Why do you keep on mentioning it to me,
How I lied to you,
How you never, ever will forget the fact that I lied to you,
You look at me with those big blue beautiful eyes,
Those bleak eyes fiery with blame, betrayal,
not an ounce of compassion at all.

And, then they came..
those flashbacks,
the pain,
the tears,
the rip in my heart,
it all came back,
came playing back in my torturous mind.

How you could possibly keep on bringing up my lowest point,
The very day where I just want to keep in a black box -
hide it deep within my subconscious level,
The day I don't even want to think about,
hear about,
feel all the flooding pain again,
Or, get reminded about it, over and over again.

The day where you broke me,
the day where you showed me another side of you,
the day where I felt the worse state I've ever felt,
She was there,
she was standing in front of the door when I entered the house,
Cradling me in her arms as I pour my  frayed soul to her,
That when I broke down, she's there,
can't you just understand me?
she's there!

She saw the blood, she saw the bruises,
The incoherent words I mumble,
I don't even know why I've said it,
But, do you possibly think it's with an intention to hurt you..
to betray you?
to throw away the love I have towards you?

Do you think I would ever break my promise if that never happened?
Do you think I would ever hurt you that way?
Do you have any idea how much I care,
how much you actually mean to me,
how much I ...

I've never teared up as much as I did on that bleak day,
I don't even teared up the day my uncle died,
all I had was a pit in my stomach,
yet, when you hurt me,
it was a black hole,
forever expanding in size,
never decreasing..

I never knew how I could cry that much,
I slept my pain away,
drenched in tears and hurt..

How could I have possibly handled that much pain,
that, I don't know..

I keep on repeating to her,
"I can't believe he hurt me like that"
Those flashbacks,
The stare you have me when you kick me out of your house after obliterating me into nano-sized particles,
after you..
after you made me dazed and abused,
after you lifted your arms and physically hurt me,
not once..
but, one too many.

You shattered me into a million pieces,
You promised me before you won't hurt me,
That when I'm hurt it will never be because of you, ever again,
How could you promise something so important to me and yet, you still keep on hurting me.

I guess it was all sweet nothings.

Have you no compassion towards me at all?
Not a shred of care, not a drop of affection towards me?
Why do you keep on hurting me this way?

I trusted you with all my heart.
I loved you as much as one can love a person,
I filled my void of losing so many people around me,
with my love towards you..

And, yet you keep on treating me like trash,
like that day never happen,
don't you remember?
won't you remember?
You treat me like I'm some Asian rag doll,
Like I'm some Great Wall of China who would never break down,
don't you know I'm a mere human,
as frail as any living creature could be?
I break, I weep, I get crushed everytime you mistreat me.

Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when I finally feel it.

I tried telling you the day you asked me to go to your place,
I don't even know why I listened to you and just arrived at your doorsteps..

When you cradled me in your arms,
I whispered to you and said, she knows.
You told me, you don't give a rat's *** about what the world thinks about as long as I'm ok with you.

I guess it's all sweet nothings.

But, it's ok.

This girl accepted that this was an imperfect world full of imperfect people and imperfect days and there was nothing she could do to change that.

It's ok you went V on me.
I am trying to move on, to reduce the amount of affection I have towards you.

I'll be ok.
Keep on behaving that way, it's really helping me.
It doesn't hurt that much now.

You take care.

— The End —