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Meruem Aug 2019
"You never loved her."
These words are marked on you;
Like a deep wound in your heart,
Like a sad song in your head.

I loved you, and I'll always do.
All the hours that we spent,
And everytime that our hearts skipped
A beat for every sweet nothings.

I loved you, that's why I came back.
I loved you like the moon loves the sun;
I was outshined by your light,
Yet all I wanted was to meet you in the middle.

I loved you,
Because you were my world.
And it really breaks my heart
Because you still think that I only used you.

I loved you;
I returned so I can mend your broken heart
I wanted to be the one to wipe away your tears
I offered you my heart, my soul, and a life we can share together.

But you never loved me.
You only loved how I patiently loved you.
You only loved the idea that I'll still run to you despite our darkest days.
You only loved your old memory of me and discarded the truth that nothing has changed.

You never loved me, but I did.
August 25, 2019 - 12:56
Mystic Ink Plus Aug 2019
I'm blah blah blah
What do you do for a living?
If asked

Beside maintaining
Homeostasis
Nothing more

Just reply
Genre: Clinical Raw
Theme: Breathing Air
Nimrod kiptoo Apr 2019
I could still speak to you without talking
Jack P Feb 2019
Sitting in the backseat
Jealous of the driver
-
If they don't want to be me
Then I don't want to either
if i'm not inspiring i'm expiring
if i'm not defining i'm declining
if i'm not your envy i am empty
if i'm not respected i'm neglected
Apporva Arya Jun 2017
Don't mind if a feminist reply instead of a daughter.
Gone are the days when a daughter will sacrifice herself for a family which no longer keep harmony with her after marriage.
Mystic Ink Plus Dec 2018
Still single?

I feel blessed
Ordinary humans
Can't handle

Angel
What
I'm destined for.
Genre: Viva
Theme: If the question is concerning, let the answer be divine
How is it?
Sacred Johnson Nov 2018
The grave isn't man's final home
Instead
The basement's door to life 3.0
Life 2.0 ( The best poem I read today)... https://hellopoetry.com/farhan86a/
Kewayne Wadley Nov 2018
Before I knew it.
I pressed send.
A long text meant to be erased.
Thought about,
Re-thought about.
I smiled before thinking about
The initial reply back.
My heart sunk.
Sick.
Constantly thinking.
The buzz of notification.
Exactly what to do when her face shows on my screen.
Exactly how to play off
The only voice,
The only face that mattered this time of night.
To be honest, I wasn't sure
What I expected to see.
Of course lying to myself.
My pinky underneath the phone
For support.
Waiting for reply.
A mental continuation
Bringing another thought to the message sent.
Fighting the urge to send Lol.
I sat almost a lifetime.
The same heart wrenching feeling.
The moment you realize you lost your phone.
Or my case.
A brief text denying all evidence of what stares at her nose.
Brightly lit.
Signifying what I saw
When she'd call, when she'd text.
That same delicious smile I'd heart over a million times.
All reserved for future reply.
The most painful type of pain,
Is the pain, we never knew would come,
Betray'd by our senses.
The most painful type of pain,
Turns us into trustless husks,
of Who we used to be.
In response to
"Untitled" by **** Em
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2790848/untitled/
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