#excerptofstories
you asked me why i didn't come looking for you. and you assumed it was because i didn't love you enough. because i didn't want you enough. but the truth is, i couldn't stand rejection; i couldn't stand you looking at my soul and mocking it. i couldn't stand losing myself because that's all i ever had. and i already lost so many parts of myself for the people i love that i can't do it anymore. i gotta fall in love with myself before i can fall in love with someone else, i hope you understand that.
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
I hope you find the wisdom to understand why you’re better off without some people and why some people had to leave instead of holding on without really knowing why. I hope you find the strength to let go before you fall. I hope you find the courage to leave before you get lost. I hope you see people for who they are not who you want them to be.
I hope you know that life is hard but it gets easier when the things that are meant for you fall into place. It gets easier when you stop running and stay put. When you learn how to wait because good things take time and good people are hard to find. I hope you know that’s what meant for you will never pass you by.
I hope you understand that if it doesn’t feel right, it probably isn’t. That if you have to force things to happen and lie to yourself and go against your beliefs, then it’s not for you. I hope you don’t get attached to wrong things or temporary things. I hope you understand that your journey doesn’t have to be like anyone else’s.
I hope you learn how to let go of the life you wanted and live the one that’s meant for you. Live your journey. Live your own story. I hope you learn how to let go of what’s not yours.
I hope you know the difference between what you want and what you need.
I hope you learn that no matter how hard you fight, you’re bound to lose the battles that are not meant to be yours.
I hope you wait for your own blessings. I hope you don’t stop believing that your time is coming. I hope you hold your head up high and walk away with pride when you feel unwanted or unappreciated. I hope you know that when you find what’s meant for you, the confusion will go away. The madness will make sense. The pain inside your heart will vanish. And your happy ending will find you.
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
She wrote love stories to hide the fact that she didn’t have one of her own.
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
Poetry is not for the weak or the faint of heart...
It is for warriors of emotion who constantly rip their hearts apart..
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 10:52 AM UTC
And even after you think you are clear of all the pain, there are parts of you that might still require mending. You may have to immerse yourself within your darkness a few times... now again, in order to truly understand what is still broken inside you and how to piece your soul back together.
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 2:27 AM UTC
And without saying it, I couldn’t deny what my heart wanted. There was always that silent hope that you’d find your way back to me after all this time.
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 10:45 AM UTC
Do not fall inlove with a writer
they see and feel everything.
particles that somersault in the morning ray telling them to embrace the day
They can smell the haunting
aroma of a coffee
whispers 'go grab your pen and write'
they look into a person's eyes
and could witness
how a sea crash into someone's soul
Do not fall inlove with a writer
they appreciate and value everything you do
they could see the entire universe
from your smile
only the ocean could tell
their hopes and fears.
They easily fall and break too hard.
Don't fall inlove with a writer
they'll make you their muse
from good times to bad times,
you will be the lyrics of their song.
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC