#gettingover
Like I was missing something
that was never there,
something created in my mind -
a feeling, a friend,
just pretend.
Comfort.
Trust.
Care.
peace .
All parts inside me,
perhaps a 'second set of eyes'
helped ta reveal
what was difficult to see -
in me, by me,
but, mirrored in another's eyes,
I have. finally.
and now a bud grows on my windowsill
from something I truly thought I'd lost -
the one I thought I'd killed.
but there it is: Beauty, Hope,
in dawn's orange light.
what was gone, now is New,
by no fault of mine.
potential for my best day ever
i meditate, prepare,
then shower & out.
Here we go again
we shall see
I'll take notes
for what could be
one More time, again
again
..
shedding skin.
shedding skin.
out with the old
in with the truth -
Finding who I am
when I don't have a 'you'
again.
Shedding skin.
to Original colors
stripped down past the blue,
revealing the real me, set free
not just what I've been through.
Finding myself all over again.
shedding skins
Aug 25, 2025
Aug 25, 2025 at 2:44 AM UTC
You're not the last to hurt her, man,
She wishes she could say you were,
She's glad to say you won't be. Shan,
Is't not? But you'll deny as per, as per.
She was a thorn within your side,
A feather to get off your chest,
You let it go, you let it bide,
You cursed her, wished her all the best.
You're not the last to hurt her, man -
Her husband has that honour -
Hug her best verse as best you can,
And never say you won her.
May 8, 2024
May 8, 2024 at 5:28 PM UTC
When I thought you are mine
you broke my heart
that can't be fixed again
you came to me as a stranger
and became part of my life
But why do except me to forget everything we had
I can't curse you, beat you
because I love you too much
that I hate it
Oct 27, 2022
Oct 27, 2022 at 12:26 AM UTC
'how are you doing?' you ask
beautifully getting over you.
Jul 29, 2021
Jul 29, 2021 at 11:04 AM UTC
I wonder if it would shock you to learn
After all this time
That memories of him
Not you
Steer my pen across the page
The fire to his ice
The Hades to my Persephone
A forked tongue kept not-so carefully hidden
Barely out of sight
Amidst a jaw spiked with cigarette fangs
A brain full of cyanide capsules, a heart full of saccharine
Salivating liquor and leaking crosses
Weeping hospitals and sweating clocks
So I write
Casting the memory of you aside
Effortlessly
Return to your underworld.
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 5:29 PM UTC
like thick rain pouring down
streams pooling into rivers as they flow down the mountain
being in love is like drinking the poison
letting the sickness seep into your veins
feelings your organs change
as your heart starts beating for more than one body
as your soul starts sharing itself with another
falling out of love is different
maybe that's because i was pushed
leaving you behind is like closing your eyes
try not to peek but the sense of urgency is creeping
i cover them but everytime i blink
i see you standing there
i see us dancing through this pain
i see your face start to strain
as you realize im never going to change
as you realize you can't stay
i see your name
in street signs
hear your voice as im switching trains
i feel your breath on my neck
as i board the subway
smell your skin on my sheets right before doing my laundry
i sense your need for change
endless chasing of timelines
i wish i could see how it'd end
if things had gone different
i wish i could see how i'd begin
to be what i've been missing
i remember the good times
the laughs and the kisses
surprise trips to the beach
locked hands and biting teeth
i remember the passion
insane
red hot like a furnace
i should have learned to stay away from the flames
oh but how i loved that slow burn
but your path had to turn
and now i feel traces of you
endless skies dotted red across blue
i want to forget your face
every inch of my body you traced
i need to lose track of the memories
i need to remember the bad
all the tears and the fights
all the goodbyes and let goes
those times i felt us die
even before you told me to go
i guess its easier to think of all the things that went right
because letting go of the past is like saying goodnight
without knowing if there will ever be the morning light
i guess this is me admitting
that i didn't get over you
i just kept moving through
the endless highways of you
to reach the final destination
of me being whole
without you
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 12:21 AM UTC
i think it's normal to miss people,
i can see you twirling your hair with your finger,
i can hear your melodious laughter rumbling through my mind,
i can feel your smooth skin under my fingertips.
i want to admire your beauty once again,
gaze into those dazzling eyes,
feel your lips locking mine.
but you're gone,
you've vanished into thin air,
leaving nothing but bits and bits of memories,
and countless amounts of heartache.
and along with you,
you've stolen my heart,
robbed me of the sun's rays,
and took away countless hours of sleep.
you've left nothing but pain,
poured me endless thoughts at 3 AM,
everything consists of missing you.
is missing someone like this still normal?
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 9:31 PM UTC
What hurts more heartbreak
Or getting shot in the chest
While wearing a bullet proof Kevlar vest;
At point blank range with a large caliber bullet
Been there done that
In my humble opinion it’s definitely the steel pellet;
Heartbreak and happiness are states of mind
If you don't mind then it does not matter
Temporary illusions and fleeting issues cloned out of discarded tissues
They do not contribute any real threat nor physical attributes
Unlike a wound from a GSW;
Maybe I am wrong in this regard or am I been too hard
On all the sensitive lovers who cry themselves to sleep curled up in a ball
Eating ice cream, rereading the same old messages waiting the return of their lovers ghosts
Maybe I am wrong maybe I was never connected to this invisible force
But I would highly appreciate your feedback and thoughts
On this subject matter for the sake of all the hearts
That heartbreak undoubtedly seems to hunt.
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
Your lips touched mine
and fireworks went off
every sense was heightened
and I could taste your heart.
Now every kiss tastes dull
and you're lips are pressed
to someone else's
but the feeling still lingers
on my tongue like poison
I'm trying so hard to replace
the tender touches and
your hands in my hair.
I pretend not to care as I
see her head rested on your chest
but I can't unlove you
and I can't forget the taste
of your heart on my tongue
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
After you killed me back in the dirt
Got revived, Strung out, all split apart
Shipped aboard and slung into space
Sure it wasn't the plan but in any case
You'll never be far from my heart
And though this new voyage
Is further than the last
I've gone out and come home before
Though space it changes
As each moments past
It seems now theres less to explore
So there I sit
in my captains chair
My body a vessel so sound
What waits in space
An illustrious race
To search out some new solid ground
But out i must go
For to sit all alone
Can drive a certain kind of man mad
Its true I'm doomed
to be always that kind
But I guess I'm also quite glad
Though to search umungst
dead ends unending
May be a life long chore
Romance is a dance
And I'll be moving my feet
In faith there's still something more
From far you gaze out the backwood haze
A gohst not to be named
But I'll fondly recall
That first love of mine
That taught my heart how to fall
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 6:12 PM UTC
She cried and begged,
"Please, don't get over me yet"
But he didn't hear
And it breaks her
She cried and begged
"Please, don't get over me yet"
But he already moved on
And her life didn't go on
"Please, don't get over me yet"
It became her mantra
But it will never bring him back
For he found a new love
And she was left with a broken heart
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 9:03 AM UTC
Before I sleep-
I whisper prayers into pillows,
that you only be as essential
as I make you.
And every night my own sheets
become less foreign
and the memory
of your warmth every morning
becomes distant enough
to be forgotten.
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 10:38 AM UTC
I used a different detergent
on my clothes today
something stronger
something that would erase
your perfume
maybe tomorrow
i will stop remembering
the moments we spent
messing up the sheets
of my now empty bed.
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 2:43 AM UTC
Mountains stood as they always did
She felt small amidst them as she always
Cool dry mountain breeze swiftly lifted her hair and then let it down again
Things were normal
But inside she didn't know
Her eyes still hurt from the crying
Her hurt still ached
And she knew she had failed
She never got over him nor will she ever
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC