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Indiana Apr 2019
When were you going to tell me?
Was it the day, you moved out to a separate room
Saying you need some space of your own
Or the day, you told me not to stay up waiting
And changed password of your phone

But do you know I knew it all?
Even before the day you stopped looking at me
The way you used to, all starry eyed
I already saw it coming, when I started missing you despite you being by my side

You falling out of love
Was like a dried leaf falling off a tree
I knew it's all over
Seeing you living just fine without me.
Lieke Mar 2019
i want you to leave

                                                                      hold me tight

don't enter my life again

                                                                     and never let me go

run away from me

                                                                      pull me into you

don't you dare look back

                                                                      and kiss me forever

find someone new

                                                                      be mine forever

and start a new life

                                                                      never leave me alone

be happy

                                                                      be happy

without me.

                                                                      with me.
me wondering if this guy would want to be with me if he knew the real me.
Thorns Dec 2018
An Ode to Thee Broken Memories
A thought to those wonderful moments
A teardrop for when it ended
But a smile because it happened
With a depression, for it will never happen again
And suicide to make the pain end
Revived by the sound of his voice
Living again to see his face
To see him happy
Though it's not and never will be with you
As long as he's happy
But I will cherish those moments
Those broken memories
An Ode to Thee Broken Memories
An Ode to Thee Broken Memories...
Geanna Jun 2018
The thought of him never ends
He never leaves my mind
He's a constant thought

He's my heart and soul
My heart beats for him
My soul lives for him

Without him there is no me
Without me there is no him
~ G.P.O
Roxxanna Kurtz Jan 2015
I don't really belong
to a particular place.
Making temporary homes
of the people I meet.
Until they fall apart like the rest,
and I fall through the cracks.
*Life moves on without me.

— The End —