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justine grace Mar 2022
you know what *****?
waking up all alone in the morning, without him next to you.
you know what *****?
that all of his clothes you have doesn't smell like him anymore.
you know what *****?
no longer receiving forehead kisses and unexpected hugs.

it just ***** that you could spend all this time with someone you thought you'd marry, just to find out 5 years later that it wasn't going to work out.

if only, there was time.
if only, someone showed us a sign.
if only, we could have turned back time.

that's a lot of what-ifs to ponder, but I suppose it is what it is.

a love that was snatched from you in the blink of an eye even after the grieving phase is over, with explanations that you will never accept.

a love that was undeniably strong especially when you thought the two of you would be forever.
It's been three days since I called it off for good on Monday, 14/3/22. Pretty shattered if you ask me, but such is life, isn't it? Everything was fine until it wasn't anymore.

"Man, you really brought me back down."
J Apr 2021
blaring down at me
sinking me with fired density
the Sun
against watercolored galaxies
I lift a hand
to keep me afloat?
To block out the rays.
I stare up into the cup of my fingers
the background makes it as though I
left fingerprint molds into the view
I lower my hand to admire the work
but it is not my hand, only birds
scattering in uniform
soft raven and charcoal against ripped blue paper
broad of daylight, I
stand in the middle of the world
every inch of skin
goosebumps rise
to greet the warmth with a kiss.
Jennifer DeLong Mar 2021
As , I am sitting here
I got the past
traveling through
its taking a train
showing me pictures
making me remember
Its quite a change
so much is new
I wonder how it knew
I needed to see and feel
to remember you
so long gone
it makes me think
it makes me feel
so many things
but , I run into you
that is again true
I think of you
when driving
When sitting on the beach
So many memories
come traveling through
and its something
I wish you knew
so the train has stopped
at the station
time to depart
I will be back
to think of you

© 𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝑳 𝑫𝒆𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈 3/7/2021
SophiaRyle Feb 2021
Roses are red
The skies are all grey
It's been 8 years
And I'm STILL not okay.
(I promise)
Jennifer DeLong Dec 2020
Last night we had passion
We were as we once we're
those nights when we were
those nights we were
as one
it was all we needed
we gave each other
the love we desired
we shared without a word
our eyes said all we needed
as we looked at each other
We were enough

© Jennifer L DeLong
Orakhal Sep 2020
We be given to you
a will in ancient way
slept to the memory of open mind
in the rush and temper of tongue and fire
we dwell in the heat of a white wolves cry
as lamb be's birth brazen and naked on the spit of life

gentle eyes pierce the sky within the fold of skin
collected to sight on the razor sharp ray of sun
coloured to the souls velvet underground
brittle to the bones burn
no turning away in the no return
Safana Sep 2020
between sun rise
and sunset
there is a passing
sun ray over the
apart from,
sky darkness and
the sunlight bring
bluish of the sky

to live near you  
      and amuse every moment                                                  
              watching your diamond eye                
                        let your attacking ray                            
                               injure my weak heart                        
                                       and become your                                         
  prisoner              ­                                        

                               to be caught by diamond fingers
of yours
love is the prison where lovers like to live in and wiat for long time
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