#helovesme - Hello Poetry

He loves me, He rips the air between us with longing, He loves me not, He devours the space between my breaths, He loves me, He trembles where shadows and heat collide, He loves me not, He burns like a confession I cannot speak, He loves me, entirely, inevitably, and unbearably. And the last petal falls, as I’d like to believe.

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Feb 3

Feb 3, 2026 at 10:24 PM UTC

monue

a game of hearts

He loves me, He rips the air between us with longing, He loves me not, He devours the space between my breaths, He loves me, He trembles where shadows and heat collide, He loves me not, He burns like a confession I cannot speak, He loves me, entirely, inevitably, and unbearably. And the last petal falls, as I’d like to believe.

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In the golden hour, we held hands through the grass as we roamed through the fields of flowers. We blew dandelions and chased their tails, hearing the birds sing and share their tales. I remember I plucked pretty yellows clovers, and placed them under your chin. I checked the data and analysed, to see if you liked butter in your sandwiches. And of course the results are in. - You did. Do you know how many little buds we wasted before they were in their full bloom? Pulling off each petal, to reveal the stem, alone in the gloom. One-by-one, one afternoon, as the petals fell, we asked the fairies too, if the boys we liked loved us or not. And we didn’t like the answer we’d tell them to go and rot. We were too young to have any clue. Pulling flowers seemed like such an innocent thing to do. But don’t you miss those days? When we would make those dainty little daisy chains. This now seems like a distant memory. But we’ll forever be known as The Meadow Queens, dancing in the fields, before the stars would come out and lull us to sleep. What a sweet Lavender Dream.

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Jan 18, 2025

Jan 18, 2025 at 1:14 PM UTC

jay-lewis

Lavender Dreams.

In the golden hour, we held hands through the grass as we roamed through the fields of flowers. We blew dandelions and chased their tails, hearing the birds sing and share their tales. I remember I plucked pretty yellows clovers, and placed them under your chin. I checked the data and analysed, to see if you liked butter in your sandwiches. And of course the results are in. - You did. Do you know how many little buds we wasted before they were in their full bloom? Pulling off each petal, to reveal the stem, alone in the gloom. One-by-one, one afternoon, as the petals fell, we asked the fairies too, if the boys we liked loved us or not. And we didn’t like the answer we’d tell them to go and rot. We were too young to have any clue. Pulling flowers seemed like such an innocent thing to do. But don’t you miss those days? When we would make those dainty little daisy chains. This now seems like a distant memory. But we’ll forever be known as The Meadow Queens, dancing in the fields, before the stars would come out and lull us to sleep. What a sweet Lavender Dream.

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Your bright blue eyes, Shined bright in the midnight sky. I could feel your heart beat as I lay on your chest, Not knowing what would happen next. You sit up, run your fingers through my hair, And gave me a sensational kiss, and said you loved me I knew then that you really did care. I forgot about all my previous scars, As we continued to look at the stars. I thought I knew what love was before, But now I realize, There was something else in store.

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Feb 20, 2016

Feb 20, 2016 at 6:52 AM UTC

jumpsuitriot

when I knew it was love..

Your bright blue eyes, Shined bright in the midnight sky. I could feel your heart beat as I lay on your chest, Not knowing what would happen next. You sit up, run your fingers through my hair, And gave me a sensational kiss, and said you loved me I knew then that you really did care. I forgot about all my previous scars, As we continued to look at the stars. I thought I knew what love was before, But now I realize, There was something else in store.

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I'm in a haunted place before Many problems that easily cuts me to the core All I know is to cry I prison myself because I'm scared for another try. All I've got is a massive darkness I can't even find the door of happiness But He truly loves me Because two lads knocked to rescue me. I learned that if someone locked me in the room of darkness There's always a window to get a shade of brightness All I have now is possivity in my life That with His plan, I know Im safe because of His Son.

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May 11, 2014

May 11, 2014 at 12:39 PM UTC

denisse

LOST AND FOUND

I'm in a haunted place before Many problems that easily cuts me to the core All I know is to cry I prison myself because I'm scared for another try. All I've got is a massive darkness I can't even find the door of happiness But He truly loves me Because two lads knocked to rescue me. I learned that if someone locked me in the room of darkness There's always a window to get a shade of brightness All I have now is possivity in my life That with His plan, I know Im safe because of His Son.

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