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you don’t talk
to me

you make it
hard to see

it takes
two to tango

and i’m tired
of playing
guesswork

that’s got me
all tangled up
and confused.

so when you
showed up

the last time
at my door

and told me
it wasn’t meant
to be

i was certain,
for sure,
that nothing was
wrong.

but you led me
on,

and said it was
only for
your benefit

and nothing more.

now i’m ripping
the pages from this
book

because i’m
just sick of it all,

sick of writing
chapters and

sick of falling
in love.

i don’t wanna
be lonely forever

but if that’s what
it takes to heal,

then i’m so
over it—

and this time,
i want something
real.
inspired by rob thomas’s “lonely no more.”

a breakup poem about letting go of mixed signals and empty promises.
some love stories never begin—because you're meant to write your own.
elisa Sep 2020
The lecturer was sitting next to me.
He was an architect, an artist, who was according to me his time
about architecture lessons.

Oh! We were connected. I felt it when I decided to trust my
subconscious.
I felt that is was something reciprocal as if we were telling stories.

I felt the warmth of our cheeks.
It was a combination of sincerity and a strong desire.
That was so naturally and nicely said that it created a mystery.

After some minutes, we entered the class.
The feeling doesn't want to stop.

After an hour of theory explanation, I knew it was the time to go.
He was next to me and it was like we didn't want to stop the little trip and then my gaze turned to him at the same time that he did it too.
Oh my god! The truth was revealed!. That was so real! We couldn't stop letting go every time we saw us.
This is my true experience
We must believe our inner voices
our inner world

You don't meet someone for no reason!:)

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