#minimum
For years, I dreamed of a real kind of love. The kind where two people can talk things through without everything turning into something bigger than it needs to be. Sure, a little merajuk here and there is normal, but not the kind that turns small things into painful fights.
For the longest time, I had to pick myself back up and slowly rebuild the person I used to be before life broke parts of me. I had to relearn trust, relearn love, and honestly, I never thought I’d ever get all of that back again.
I’ve always been a hopeless romantic but somewhere along the way, I told myself to be a little more realistic. So for a while, I just focused on living. I did things I never thought I would, things I needed to do for myself, just so one day I could say I really lived and gave myself a chance.
And then...out of nowhere,this stranger walked into my life, and somehow the rest became history.
I’m still healing in many ways. I still have trust issues, still have habits and defense mechanisms shaped by childhood and past experiences that I’m learning to unlearn. But so gently, he’s teaching me what it means to love someone the right way. He’s showing me what respect in a relationship actually looks like.
Sometimes I look back at what I once accepted and think…what the hell was that?
The things I used to think were “too much to ask for” now show up so naturally. Even something as simple as him making my plate for dinner feels so big to me and I find myself extra grateful for all these quiet little acts of love.
It’s funny how love can find you when you’ve stopped chasing it. And somehow, it gives back parts of yourself you thought were gone forever.
Aahhh~ who knew love could feel this soft.
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 2:59 AM UTC
You want survival?
That’s not enough.
I want ********** of my own **** narrative.
I want the world to know I didn’t just live,
I bit back.
I will devour this world with grace.
I will bite down on grief until it tastes like honey.
I will tear joy out of the mouth of everything that told me I couldn’t have it.
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 5:10 AM UTC
Oh darling, why haven't you learned how the heart cowardice disappears for the sake of loved one yet comes trembling back in before them?
Why haven't you learned that those grand gestures of love are just quick instincts for you?
Why you haven't stopped serving your flesh on platter and giving your bones as rich delicacy?
Why do belittle your brittle heart to commend to other's world?
Why do caress wounds which makes you spiral, not on your body but only because it's on other's ?
Decades went by as you sink in your bed.
Your tears grew mold as your eyes shred.
With lingering hope you called for an voice to answer,
a hope to receive
yet all you ever got was a cold shoulder,
a close call to defeat.
Now, you're on your feet.
Laying bricks one at time.
saying, it'll be a memory or a story to tell
smiling ever so softly and lull
your glow can purify this hell.
though you still cling to them,
as a friend or companion or as a soul
though how can i tell?
as i watch you from the distance one could get ;
is the circus missing a fool ? Or did the school miss a ghoul?
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 10:55 AM UTC
i sit and watch you and wait like a dog
always just two steps behind you and
always just begging you for scraps
as if two seconds of your attention
would be enough to fill my empty, empty stomach
as if two mere seconds would ever be enough
but you can't even give that-
my friends say i'm too nice and you just call out my name
and when i see that familiar self-satisfied smile on your face
i just become a bad liar and i just look the other way
and i go back to pretending like your bare minimum
is enough to fix my bellyache
Feb 28, 2024
Feb 28, 2024 at 1:23 AM UTC
"They make a dollar.
While I make a dime.
That's why I always ****
On company time."
Why do you waste your life
Making dimes and quarters
When you can spend your mind and time
To go make some dollars
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 3:56 AM UTC
was uttered in a
computer generated,
non-demeaning,
gender neutral tone
by the impersonal,
unemotional,
automated,
grocery checkout machine.
"Enter your customer ID now!"
demands the artificial human.
"And... if I don't?"
I query the metallic shell
of what once was
a minimum wage employee.
There was no reply.
Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 10:42 AM UTC
Hello
Thank you for stopping
How may I help you?
I would like
two items
from the value menu
to feed my children
Nothing for me
I will go hungry
A few dollars
is all we have
The kids are in the back
of our rusty car
our home on wheels
In need of repair
Rent was late
the electric was turned off
their father left us
we were evicted
no support from
our family
our "friends"
or the government
we are alone
By the way
may I please use
my employee discount?
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 11:31 AM UTC
i have to accept that i was just a place holder for you
someone you came to because no one else even scratched the bare minimum
loving you with all my heart was never enough because in the end i was never what you wanted
i am a convenience
there is no answer to why
disposable
even when i dont try
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 6:56 AM UTC
I can't give you all of me
I can't give you the part you want either
I can only give a bare minimum
And that's not worth anything
So I would rather have you hate me after loving me so that when I'm gone it's easier for you to get over me
Or I would rather have you not fall in love with me at all
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC