#unreciprocatedlove poems

shaina Jan 2023

Female

I'm just a female
who has empathy
a really nice
female friend
who has feelings
that you lack

you get scared,
at the thought
that I cry

you distanced yourself
from me
because I feel emotion.
intense
feelings

Oh, I'm just a female
who has empathy
who's there
if you need a hug
or there to understand

but am I just a female to you?
am I nothing more?

I was just a female.
that's all I ever was.

11/17/22
"Female" is about how he only saw me as a female and not as a girl or a woman. He couldn't understand why I was run with emotion. While I was looking back into our messages to timeline, it became very clear that he never actually liked me or thought of me as a person. "I thought I could talk to a female because they are so empathetic"

This is from my project, "Rose Tinted," a collection of poems, drawings, and stories of reflection. The art can be found on my instagram in the upcoming months.

#unreciprocatedlove #female #womenasobjects #male #emotional

Voahirana Nov 2020

I Still Loved You

I knew that you didn’t love me back,
that didn’t stop the pain that came with the words,
“I’ve never thought of you that way.”
I cared for you,
you cared for yourself.
I was never good enough to be loved unconditionally,
never good enough to be your first choice.
You were the rain,
creating my river of tears.
Not one conversation ended happily,
yet you remained a bolder in my path that I refused to move.
I locked myself in a cage with your name on it to impress you,
you didn’t even notice.
Flirting and leading me on was a game,
a punishment,
in your words “just a joke,”
In mine,
the final straw that pushed me into my suicidal hole.
And, I still loved you.

#toxicrelationship #unreciprocatedlove #love #depression #suicidal

Sukhada Tikotekar Oct 2019

Cheap Thrills

My cheap thrills
may be different than your cheap thrills

My cheap thrills are looking into someone’s eyes and trying to read into their soul
Into their very existence
But eyes aren’t really windows to anything
Are they?

They are but closed doors;
Trap doors, luring you in
And showing you what you want to see
For it’s not with my eyes but the brain that I see !

But when I see him
I see him

I see him for all his beauty and kindness
He’s my blue eyed boy;

See the pun I’m making here
He actually has blue eyes
Ha ha ha
I know
I know
But he’d laugh at that !
And that’s what makes him so perfect;
Perfect to my imperfect eyes
That are merely simply tools
Trapped in the maps of projections that my brain casts over him

My cheap thrills aren’t cheap,
They require me to buy bandages
In bulk
Every time I see him kiss someone that isn’t me, I swear I know what it feels like to be the hulk!

Yes I know,
Augustus waters said
That “You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you.”
And if my heart were to look like a ball of elastic bands except covered in band aids
I’d rather have it be this way for you : )

#blueeyes #love #tfios #cheapthrills #unreciprocatedlove

Storm Jan 2015

In My Arms

What would I give
To hold you in my arms,
To keep you there at night,
To receive the kiss
Only an angel such as you could give?

What would I risk
For one shared moment--
Breath mingled,
Bodies pressed together,
Exchanging words of love?

What would it take
To have you see,
Have you hear,
Have you notice
Just how much you mean to me?

How would it feel
To know you were mine,
That you loved me as I love you,
To keep you close to my heart,
To know you would not leave?

What would it take
To have you as my own?

Basically my thoughts as of late.

#love #poetry #sad #unreciprocatedlove

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