#lovesickness
Each time I'm without you,
My thoughts wander,
My heart throbs in pain,
My stomach eats itself,
My body can't seem to be still.
However,
It seems you're the cure
and
You're the poison
You say it's not serious,
You say it's satire,
You say it's okay.
It's not okay.
My thoughts wander.
My heart throbs in pain.
My stomach eats itself.
My body can't seem to be still.
May 22
May 22, 2026 at 9:05 PM UTC
Communication, consistency, loyal and respect words that roll off a tongue like its an effect.
Hands on head thinking this is deep, deep like the ocean weeps.
Waves riding like my love insanity, feels like i need therapy, especially when it comes to your energy.
Lovesickness crazy, how am I gonna fight this love insanity 🖤
Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 8:17 AM UTC
Pangs of passion,
Flood through your fangs,
Heavy your head now hangs.
Banish these thoughts!
As you BANG-- your head--
Again--
Again!
Against the wall.
But hunger won't fade,
Nor the scent of the hen,
It lingers, it clings,
You can't help but recall,
A whisper, a wing,
Her breath, her call.
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 6:44 PM UTC
They discovered it and were trying to get to the bottom of it.
They had not encountered anything like this before, but they knew the effects of it.
Lying in the bed, waiting for his death, he looks as pale as a full moon night.
The aura of pain emitting from him is as gloomy as the new moon night.
They tried to cheer him up, guiding him to get out of pain, but all of them knew only he had to go through it alone.
That is the nature of the sickness that found him, which is called by the name 'love.'
There is no medicine for it except her redemption of the love given by him.
Mar 13, 2025
Mar 13, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC
i believe you:
you love me
i know you're
by my side
our lives were
pieces of puzzles
until we came.
together.
we got together
we came together
during a dance
during the dancing
you remember?
on a friday
in august
between the lights of shadows
between the shadows of the sun
glitz between our lipps
connected by scent and greed
mouths and ammunition
ammunition and mouths
on a friday in august i
believed you were with me
i believed you
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 11:19 AM UTC
The worst part is, you feel like something I need
And not just someone I want.
You feel like more than a desire
More than an object of lust
More than I deserve...
But I can’t shake what I feel for you.
You feel like something I need, it’s unexplainable
I can’t get you out of my head
You’re more than just a want
You’re everything and more
And you feel like something I need.
I don’t just want you in one way
I want us to live together,
To sleep together,
To breathe together,
To simply be together—
Everything about you is intoxicating,
I just want to be set free.
If I could stop feeling
If you didn’t make me feel some type of way
I would be happier, more whole, and I could actually mean what I say.
I don’t want to want you
I don’t want to need you
And yet here I am, nonetheless, feeling some type of way.
It’s more than want, and it’s killing me a little more every day.
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 12:28 AM UTC
How strange this is to me
A feeling that is completely new
I don't know how to exist, now, without you.
This odd intuition, knowing that I'm incomplete
I'm "not all there"--
I'm not well.
They say I'm psychotic
Well, hell, maybe I'm just bitter
I'm a cynic, I'll admit it
But am I psychotic?
How would I tell?
I don't always feel crazy
Sometimes just a little
Maybe if you show up with a new hickey on your neck, when I’ve been nowhere near you
Maybe I’m insane
I think I might be psychotic
I’m letting my lips touch another that isn’t you
He doesn’t have any red flags, he’s perfectly fine
But despite all of his positive traits,
He isn’t you.
Maybe I really am psychotic
Letting myself use this boy when my thoughts are on you
He’s genuine and kind, but unlike you, he can’t read my mind.
I feel genuinely psychotic
I can’t get you out of my mind
Others whisper “obsession” but it’s not even close
I keep my distance like you asked, I’m not a fool.
I hate what you do to me, and I hate what I do to him
I type sweet nothings, with a few dark things in between
Blood in the ledger, will it ever come clean?
I think I really am psychotic, trying to give myself to him when I know I cannot
Despite how many times I’ve been wronged by others, the only thing I want is you.
He doesn’t deserve this, it’s so ******* dumb
I’m using him and it’s making me numb
I should just tell him I’m done
But I don’t know if I want to be alone.
The worst is that I do, but I don’t.
I wish I didn’t have to deal with the doubt when he’s not around, because as soon as he isn’t, all I can see is you.
When I’m with him, it’s great
We click pretty easily
He’s a little naive, but he’s young and has a big heart
Yet I feel so psychotic
He’s so sweet and asks along the way
Why does it feel so psychotic?
I coo and say I’m having the time of my life
I hate that in my head, I feel like I’m just spewing lies.
Because, after all, it’s you that I think of late at night.
So, call me psychotic for wanting what I can’t have.
**** me for being a liar,
Hurt me and atone my sins,
Crucify me and bleed me dry—
But don’t once say that I never loved you.
You were the only one I did.
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 11:03 PM UTC
I feel like I’m swimming in darkness,
Unable to find the light.
Nothing is as it seems.
I yearn for you, I churn for you, but is it the same?
I must be going insane.
Why do I question every little thing?
Why do I doubt your ways?
I simply want you to want me, I guess I’m tired of playing these games
I hate losing at this mental chess
Especially when I know I’m simply playing against myself.
You’re not my enemy.
And yet, out of all the things I wish I could forget,
You will never be on that list, love—
To forget you is to die a slow death.
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 10:33 PM UTC
I await
winter's wind
whisking me
from
the vice,
called your love
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
Sometimes it's as if
your name
never broke my tongue.
Other times, I sit
and stare
upon my splintered mouth.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC
Out of all the forgotten
loves and failures
my uninhabitable heart
still creaks
in hopes that you
cut the weeds
fix the windows
and turn this ruin
into your home
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 2:00 PM UTC
Does the kept dog howl at the moon,
or does the stray?
I am astray from you,
and my moon is bluegreen and shines like forgiveness when you smile.
The vagrant hound remembers when he was a wolf;
I remember when I wasn’t.
Like him, I eat and sleep and ****
beneath even my own notice. Like him,
I remember every night of comfort and
every kick, and am confused when I find both in the same doorway.
I wasn’t a cur until you called me one – does that count?
When the rains come, I think of your
soft golden warmth, these mongrel legs start to pull me back – don’t
let me in unless you mean to keep me – and my howl is
sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry and I
don’t know which of us I hate.
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 7:39 PM UTC
Killing me softly;
with
his heart;
Killing me softly;
from the start.
Nothing can trap me in the dark;
Though his wicked words pull me back in;
time an time again.
For he is the darkness;
And I forgiven him for all his sins,
Even though he breaks my aching heart;
From him time an time,
His rhyming notes manoeuvre me in;
With every single line.
He is forgiven;
For breaking my walls of steel,
Sometimes thinking about him;
makes my heart feel ill.
It doesn't matter that darkness captures the light.
lovesickness couldn't get any worse;
but It just might.
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
You change, I'll change.
You say you love me, I say I love you.
You smile, I'll smile.
You break my heart, I'll never forget.
you leave me, I'll wait till you come back.
You're my addiction, I'll be obsessed.
Stay with me forever, or I may never rest.
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
When I look at you and realize
somewhere in the clockwork of my heart
I still lose a second for you.
Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC