#loveends
Too many of my tears wore your name,
Too many nights spent tossing and turning;
It burns and sears me, your cursed flame -
Long gone yet still fueling my yearning.
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I'm a fool, a wreck, irreparable mess,
Drowning in 'what if's and regret;
Immune to time - this pain in my chest,
Clinging like an unpaid debt.
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And you probably don't think of me,
Of our nights, and talks, and smiles,
You must be living your life, free,
Separated from me by so many miles.
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I tried to overwrite the story in my heart,
To replace you with someone new;
But they all lack some undefined part,
No one can match the memory of you.
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I carry this curse of living death,
Trapped in the past that we once shared,
Following me with every breath,
A monster with its teeth bared.
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And I have no one that could understand
The gaping hole you left in my soul,
A living monument of a love so grand,
It consumed me and burned me whole.
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And you'll likely never even know
Just how much I suffered when you left,
And still do, whenever I sink low,
My eternal torment, leaving me bereft.
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Sep 7, 2025
Sep 7, 2025 at 12:39 PM UTC
It had to be
Seperation at last
Not death but choice
Many differences in the past
It was a nightmare
Love gave in
To differences unconquerable
Witnessed by the next of kin
(c)near_lane7
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 8:21 AM UTC
neither a friend
nor an enemy;
we are two strangers
with some same set of memories.
Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 8:38 AM UTC
Euphanized from my mind everything we were...........I cannot take the physical elements of what you have done to me........I am weak window pain and frost bitten razor blades.
Chalk laced mirrors of the forgetful, empty bottles of remembrance.............paraplegic I must be as I have not stopped bleeding for you.
Searching for cures from the ones your parents warned you from...........doorman’s elbows sharp, sinking and fracturing the sockets I see you through..........that ******* blue dress you parade in still sits exquisitely with your smile.........emergency rooms become natural habitat to the patchwork of fabricated lies and deceit I tell the trainee nurse..........at that moment my only friend......please just something to take the edge off, sleep for my sanity.
That demons got me good this time.........content to keep my mince pies closed for good........that warmth of morphine in the pit of your stomach......want that to last........but here comes lucifer again with the usuall......draw out those tear ducts that sting so frighteningly of what’s to come.........sink that stoker white hot trident deep into the cavity of Love.............will never relapse as it does not stop...........worms and wild flowers can feed.
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 7:47 PM UTC