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Crush are the sounds of my heart— When you are tearing it apart. Crush are the sounds of my tear— When you are not being near. Crush are the sounds of my voice— When you said I am here just to fill the void. How could you love me? Is this just an act of kindness? When someone who should love me Only love me if I am being good enough for them? Am I good enough for your love? Am I worth your love, time, and kindness? Darling I— Who are you? How could you love me? Someone that broken beyond repair? Can you see it now? The despair I hold on to myself Like the sound of someone crush the wildflower beneath their foot with hatred. Crush
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May 11, 2025
May 11, 2025 at 12:13 AM UTC
Crush
The day I saw in your eyes, Something in me came alive— A quiet quake beneath the skin, A war I knew I wouldn’t win. You weren’t looking for a heart to hold, You were just smiling—soft, uncontrolled. But that smile broke me in beautiful ways, Lit up my shadows with borrowed rays. Your voice didn’t call my name, Yet it echoed in my every flame. You spoke, and suddenly I dreamed Of futures where your silence screamed. I loved you in pauses, in glances too brief, In stolen hellos and swallowed grief. I learned to be strong in invisible ways, While dying in pieces for days and days. You touched my soul without intent, And every moment we spent In the same room—like strangers in bloom— Felt like dancing alone in a crowded room. I watched you give your heart to another, And smiled, like it didn’t shatter Everything inside my chest— Like your happiness wasn't my heartbreak dressed. I never asked for anything back, Just the right to feel, to silently crack. To be the keeper of what never was mine, To find poetry in the ruin of time. I carry your laughter like a scar, A beautiful wound I trace from afar. Because loving you—quietly, endlessly— Was the most honest part of me. So if this love was never meant to rise, At least I had the day I saw in your eyes.
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May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 3:54 PM UTC
The Day I Saw in Your Eyes
What happens to love unrequited? Does it go back to the lover? Or does it find another target? Does it dissolve in the pool of tears shed? Or does it stay in the heart and weigh it down? What happens to love untold? Does it stay in the silence of its own being? Or in the many little gestures? Does it find peace in the saddest of melodies.. What happens to love denied? What happens to love destroyed? Does it stay in the injustice of it? Is love all-knowing? Or is it an ignorant fool? Is it a product of vulnerability, or maybe the cause itself? Is it the stairwell to heaven or hell? Is love overdosed, like ******* Does it overshadow real pain? Does love even exist? Or is it a phantom of your dreams? Is falling in love the vertigo 'dizzy' ? Or the comfort 'fuzzy'? Is the promise of love an eternal lie? Maybe love is just that - a million unanswered questions, a thousand gazes unmet....
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Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 2:08 AM UTC
What's love?
I've been alone with you in my mind and in my dreams, I kissed your lips a thousand times. hello, it's me you looking for I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your smile, you are all I ever wanted my arms are open wide I wish to see the sunshine and tell you time to time that how much I care, tell me how to win your heart because I haven't got a clue...!
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 6:29 AM UTC
DERAM
When I speak You where in my words When I see You where in my sight When I think You where in my thoughts When I listen Your voice is what I listen! You were everything and everywhere Expect it's all a dream
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
Love is a dream
This heart should be, already, Hurt-proof Or one side love-proof 'Cus I've learned it that way That back you thrown at me Walked off to the departing gate Should have known it would be the end of this It supposed to be die right there But the feeling seemed lurking They ghosted on the small side of my chest Waited patiently there 'Till the shine of your light blasted through the flesh I wonder what to call this feel Should it be love or passion Or an amusement, instead of possesion To recall your embrace 'till my tears are all reckless Supposed to hate you Supposed to summoned you away But these beats after beats, They told me I'm dying without you Boy, I'm dying without you Do not ruffle my hair anymore Do not smile at my joke anymore Just do not, do not you dare at all This time, do not you dare to love me anymore.
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
The scratch of words after you left me that day (2nd times)