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#fallingoutoflove
and one day your arms weren't the ones I wanted to be held by anymore one day you weren't the one I wanted to make wallpapers for anymore one day your blue heart emojis didn't mean love anymore one day your text messages didn't make me smile and giggle anymore one day my poems wernet about you anymore one day you'll look back on me and regret what you did one day you'll realize nobody could love you like I did one day you'll want me back but one day I looked at you and knew you weren't the love of my life anymore
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 11:00 AM UTC
one day
I wish I could taste our love — But the truth is, I bit my tongue; From the words I was too scared to deliver. I wish I could see our future — Yet I get so blind in love; Of what’s real and what I only hoped for. I wish I could touch your smile — But I’ve lost touch with my joy; Holding something I no longer feel inside. I wish I could hear your tears — But the sea cries more than us; Salt waters heavier than any confession. I wish I could smell your intentions — But love-sickness fogged my instincts; Two hearts coughing through a failing truth. But I get the sense that I'm still Falling deeper in love with you. _And that doesn't make any sense!_
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Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 4:46 PM UTC
The Senses I Lost to Love
Falling in love When that’s what it feels like: Falling You know you’ll hit the ground eventually and break all your bones Just for the floor the come out from under you And Fall Again
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Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 6:33 PM UTC
Nosedive
So you finally Got the guts To migrate... To give a guy A chance When you know it Ends the same.. As the song before Told you to knock Down these walls And build a door Instead ya didn't do a **** thing But diss And disappointment me Did I expect It to explode With all your Odes and empty promises Love bombing Cuz you wanted me Now it's "Our views are just too different" You're "confused" and your too distant To the point where I'm Sitting, Waiting, Wishing On You Yet again
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May 14, 2024
May 14, 2024 at 5:48 PM UTC
On You yet again
I'd do anything to take up space in her notebook. Almost anything. Close to anything. Most positively not that, but close to that. A wobbly fall or ignoring a crowd of people. walking through a double door you’d normally have no problem walking though. Most definitely the kind of mistake that leaves you paralyzed. Unable to move, taste, or breathe freely. Paralyzed & left between the pages she comes back & visits often. Pages I have to relive every time I see her face. If she turns her notebook sideways the blue lines become a jail cell. If she turns her notebook long ways the blue lines become a pair of blinds & I fall. Shifting through the pages until I hit the bottom. I'd do anything to take up space in her notebook. Almost anything. Close to anything. Most positively not that, but close to that. Unless she adds caution tape to the elevator shaft Of the next skyscraper she draws. Or maybe I'll just take the stairs
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Jul 21, 2021
Jul 21, 2021 at 4:53 PM UTC
Caution Tape
How to stop My thoughts from running To you From painting Phantom pictures Of soft touches Warm words Festive times Spent together In each other's arms Where only happiness Can be found And the safety You provide When everything feels scary And I feel wary Of every choice I make You feel right How to stop My hands from shaking My blood from boiling My thoughts from wandering To your face, your smile, your embrace To your scarred hands Caressing me As I tremble How to stop My mind from pretending You didn't take your knife Of self-centered crap Of idealization of my body As if I'm nothing else Than my body My ******* My *** And stop myself from forgetting How the wheels always turn And come back to the same Unique Mistake How to stop justifying Your actions As to not Lose you While I Lose myself
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Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 7:26 PM UTC
How to stop loving you
To the lush daisy gardens, I go The farthest place from you that I know My freedom was what I chose Shortly after, your heart froze My fault for not giving you a clearer sign But all my displays to you were benign So, alone I searched for the beams of my mind But its collapsed architecture was all I could find Immense guilt because of a simple truth The sense of our doomed future I ignored in my youth But life and love are meant to be lived Freed my sense to be gone with the wind My annoyance and displeasure would spew Every waking second and whenever you'd call Because long before you ever boarded, I knew That we wouldn't make it anywhere at all
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Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 11:39 PM UTC
Shipwreck
as years passed by, the moon had fallen out of love the light of the sun was so bright that the moon told itself that it could never reach it to cradle the sun in its cold palms that their fingertips will never meet and the sun's light had gotten dimmer in the moon's eyes until the raging fire that the moon had once felt for the sun shrunk, diminished had put itself out but the sun felt the ignition a spark deep within its core like a single match thrown into a city doused in gasoline burning bright and powerful eating away at the very walls of the universe and without even knowing had fallen in love with the moon.
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 12:15 PM UTC
the moon falls out of love
I fit most comfortably in your hand Yet you drop me & bounce me around. When I fall I have every intention of landing back in your hand But when I bounce back up I fly in every direction Except there. I bounce & I bounce Until I have no choice But to lay motionless on the ground. Still full of life Still full of excitement. Until you decide you'd like to play with me again. I fit most comfortably in your hand Yet you drop me & never pick me back up
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 9:50 AM UTC
Super Bounce Ball
i remember all the dates, of when i starting liking you, when i loved you, when i was in love with you, the day you kissed me, the day you grabbed my hand, the day you surprised me i guess i should start to remember the days i fell out of love, the days i wished youd kiss me and you didnt, the days all i needed was your hand and mine and you refused, the weeks you couldnt spare a moment of your time for me i am not sure the love will fade, but i know it no longer envelopes me, you no longer make me feel safe, wanted, and cared for how could i continue to be in love with you when i am not even sure you care about me, or want to talk to me, you make no effort for me i guess there is no problem staying after falling out of love, as you were never in love anyway
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Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 12:05 AM UTC
falling out of love
nothing i do will you bring back; not the shoebox of purple hyacinths watered by the i love you's i still wanted to say. not the prose poetries i wrote you whilst caught in a mania in the restrooms of dying gas stations. not the caving in of the see-through walls mixed with static humming of the payphone calls. not the pillow telegrams that smell like bourbon and my mother's cigarettes; darling, my bed has become a post office of the letters i never had the chance to write and of the things i never had the chance to say. and nothing i say will bring you back — not even this poem, and i know that now; i just don't know how to live with that. still, nothing will ever bring you back and darling, watching you fall out of love feels like the only thing i can do right now.
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Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 6:33 AM UTC
saudade
cigarettes still taste a little like our last kiss — like it's 5 am again and we were stuck in rusty rooftops, waiting for the break of dawn, or for the other to initiate the kiss. that being said, i always wished that 5 am's lasted longer, and that cigarettes burned longer, and that we kissed longer. but before we knew it, the sun had risen and there we were, ashing our cigarettes on the floor, kissing our last kiss. but here i am, darling — yours for the breaking; my cigarettes, yours for the taking — so kiss me again. break me again. leave me again. say goodbye to me, darling. say goodbye, just once again.
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Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 8:09 AM UTC
journal entry #56
And I think I’ve finally fallen out of love But what’s interesting is I still love him but I am no longer in love with him
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Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 5:17 AM UTC
Not In Love
There I was thinking I’d never feel this way again The lost that I’ve felt The dark places I’ve been I came to an acceptance That this is how my life would be I found myself moving on Became happy with just me Then you came into my life Everything about you was just right You left an imprint on my heart On that late November night We each had our fears We wondered if we were moving too fast Be both fell in love We said we hoped that it would last For the first in a long time I thought perhaps soulmates are real The sweet words that you spoke All the ways you’d make me feel Your sweet lips against mine Your warm breath in the air You drove me wild Running your hands through my hair Things moved rather quickly We spoke of tying the knot But little did I know That’s not what you sought For one day you would leave That was such a confusing day “We can fix whatever’s wrong” I said As I tried not to plead for you to stay But your mind was made up I was a little too late To this day I question why For that was never our fate “Forever and always” you said You wanted to be mine I tried to give you the world I gave you all my time We were obsessed Perhaps that’s the problem you see Your feelings grew weaker As you fell out of love with me Now I’m left wondering Was what you felt true Or was it all an act Simply because I was someone new Was I just another warm body To help you fill a void? After everything we shared Now I feel destroyed
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 9:40 AM UTC
Just another warm body
You know I tried, In so many ways I tried. I tried to be friends I tried to keep in touch. I tried to forget you. I tried to fight for you. God did I try, And try, And try, And try, And try. You didn’t seem to notice it, You barely seem to notice me. I tried so very often, That I was surprised to notice, One day I didn’t care. I didn’t care if I got a text back, I didn’t care if I got a letter back, I didn’t care if you even wanted to see me. I always expected my detachment from you, To be like a tree falling. Noisy, Messy, Painful, Ugly; But it was nothing like that. It was like a leaf falling. Silent, Gentle, Graceful, Painless. -ALC April 19, 2018
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 10:23 PM UTC
The Grace in Falling
In Morning I found recluse in the Skin between your fingers And the sweetness of your breath Your touch like heavy wind Meeting wave with rock Now Night -- c
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Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
Gale
when i sleep, i don’t dream of you i’m sorry but it’s true i don’t dream of you, i don’t see you i barely ever hear from you the polaroids on my bunk walls are gone i covered them with pressed flowers and rotting leaves i covered them with doodles of daydreams of open skies and crooked wings i gave myself some air to breathe & forget and i’m sorry love i didn’t mean to i swear my lips turned blue when the ground turned white i loved you more each day, but you lie about where you go at night and i lay my **** bare so i’m sorry love i didn’t mean to i swear ..but also, i think, i'm only pretending to care...
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Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 1:27 PM UTC
~march ’13 . onward~
​ his eyes were as blue as the ocean & this is the story of how I got lost at sea. his happiness was as powerful as a tsunami, washing over everyone and instead of ruining lives he made them better. his waves were gentle, touching people with his kindness god, he had so many layers, so many different parts. no one would ever get down to the bottom, if you were lucky you only got to see 5% of him when there was 95% yet to be discovered he could be as cold as the ocean in February Never freezing over and closing off, because well that's not him But if you dared to stick your toe in, he'd push you right back out, cold. He could be cold. he could be as choppy as when you drifted out into sea, Like the ocean he is beautiful like the ocean he had so many things that were terrifying. but he was so gentle he was so happy his eyes are as blue as the ocean, and that's how I'm lost at sea.
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Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 4:12 PM UTC
the things i sea in him
I no longer think that ill always love you But I will always remember what it felt like And there is no one to blame but yourself I didn't want to fall out of love with you Im not heart broken anymore Im just over it My heart no longer beats faster when I hear your voice I don't panic when I feel like Ive lost you Im tired of loving you You took a heart and made it ice cold Took a innocent girl and showed her darkness
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 3:30 AM UTC
Feeling of love
How do I unlove you? How do I tell myself to stop imagining a future with you? How do I make myself see reason and not cling to the ghost of a former you? How? Tell me now. I beg you. I want to know. I need to know. So I can finally let these feelings go.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
Red
Times are hard when things have got no meaning it is pointless to keep running away from the one thing for which you are living; it comes back, ever so haunting. I've found a key on the floor quite a strange find in a strange place when I find someone to adore maybe I too, will find solace Maybe you and I will not believe in the things we find behind the door a new dream? Or ancient lore? maybe it would be quite a bore Maybe it will touch me to my core So what's the matter with you? take the first step outwards hold fast to my hands and together we'll walk this through. Sing me something new. don't get me wrong, for your words are like dew, precious and beautiful. Stand by me, and I'll show you all the things we could be.
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 9:10 AM UTC
what's behind that door?
Insecticide. Does anyone know where I can get some insecticide? I need it, the sensation of that cold, sleek nozzle pushing inside me My belly button will be heavens gate- inside are those **** butterflies... Butterflies that tremble and quiver whenever you walk by. That fragility is my enemy. The only solace I can ever hope for, is in the desolation of such weakness. My heart, it would often seem, is on a suicide mission. So eager to climb up my throat and plunge into your twin pools of blue. Those dastardly insects are fighting like hell, Their wings the color of your lips- The beat of their wings, a mockery of my own heartbeat. I guess no one told them, their wings flutter for no one but me now And I have had far enough of their nonsense. Desires of a lonely heart are fantastical at best. But nothing can argue with the cold steel of that nozzle Wedged firmly inside, its mission realized. And finally it's a feeling that I want to feel, not any of this involuntary ******** "falling in love". Because I really can't help falling in love with you. I'd stop it if I could. I'd throw the train from its rails, toss the plane from the sky, sink the ship out at sea. To forget I ever loved you. The flowers of June no longer hold that same color. The bitter taste of the pest control will be the only taste on my tongue. Not yours any longer, my dear.
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC
Mortal Demise