#wasnt
I knew we weren’t forever.
Somewhere deep down
I felt the cracks forming
long before the ending came.
Still—
when you left,
it hurt more than I expected,
like knowing a storm is coming
but still getting caught in the rain.
I’m not pretending
it was all your fault.
I know I made mistakes too,
said things wrong,
handled things badly,
let distance grow where love should’ve been louder.
But what I keep asking myself is—
why didn’t you stay?
Why didn’t you try
to fix the broken pieces with me?
Why didn’t you wait
long enough for us
to figure it out?
Love isn’t perfect.
It bends, it stumbles,
it asks people to hold on
even when things feel messy.
I knew we might not last.
But I thought
if we both cared enough,
you’d stay a little longer
and try to make it work
instead of letting go
when it got hard.
So now I sit with the ending,
knowing I wasn’t blameless—
but still wondering
if things would be different
if you had chosen
to fight for us too.
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 11:46 AM UTC
She wasn't particularly pretty,
Just a plain, average girl in high school.
She wasn't particularly brilliant,
Though no one would call her a fool.
She wasn't very athletic,
Preferring to sit in the shade.
She wasn't very artistic;
Her drawings were all left unpraised.
But she wasn't going to block out the cry:
That though childhood may have been tough,
She must stop defining herself by her "wasn't",
And learn, what she was, was enough.
Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 12:24 AM UTC
Like a shadow in the night you arrived
Promised to make my every dream
As if upon angel's wings
You were there to comfort me and light my heart agleam
Like a bugle call you rang in my head
My inner consciousness booming with delight
The searing flames got to me
And annihilated anything that might
Like a shooting star you flashed into my life
Bringing light and with you a sense of alleviation
But when the sun then rose upon the hills
You made me regret falling for apparitions
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 9:08 AM UTC
I've been knocked to the ground
And blamed for falling
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC
She loved me
And will love me
So for ever.
I pictured her,
There in her room
As she spoke,
Looked now at the dress,
At the veil
She was to wear tomorrow,
Then turned away.
If I had known
The last gift
I’d give to her
Would be a white doe,
I’d have given her more.
She did not smile,
She cried.
I do but speak the truth,
If you will have it.
Will you want
Such an old story?
She died in my arms
And nobody ever knew
She died before tomorrow.
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 7:54 PM UTC
I wasn't expecting to fall for you
But one day you looked at me and I forget how to think
I looked into your eyes and saw everything I ever wanted
And that's when I knew
I would love you for a long time
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC
it wasn't my fault
none of it was
yet somehow
you make me feel so bad about it
you make me feel like it was all me
it wasn't your fault either
i never said it was
it wasn't your fault
but it wasn't mine either
stop making me feel ****** about it
you make me HATE you
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 7:58 PM UTC
she wore her sadness like a cape,
her audacity like a veil.
she knew that in his eyes,
she'd never be his grail.
so she spun her crown of misery
and disassembled her throne,
and went in search of herself
for her new heart is her home.
and to this day she's never looked behind;
he is simply a part of her past.
because now she knows when things are wrong,
they are never built to last.
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 8:56 PM UTC
Thought that
It was easy
To make a Start
Thought that
It was easy
To say Goodbye
Thought that
It was easy
To obey and To listen
Thought that
It was easy
To only lie and Fake everything
It wasn't
Wasn't like what
They said
Everything was
Unpredictable
Unexpected
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC
I am many things
Tired
Numb
Sad
Lonely
But most importantly
I am me
And that's all I ever have to be
Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 10:52 PM UTC
Is that a game?
no, art.
i remember the first time I talked to you
i knew you were a blogger or something...
yah!... you guessed right.
our first lines
now I know more... more, more
you do not eat cake
which I could never relate too
you do not eat pizza
that can be okay....
you studied a stranger kind of medicine
the kind a twisted mind holds onto
you walked away from it
you like complexity
simple and routine is boring for you
you can afford to junk only once a year
you talk about your child with less emotion
you ask questions
not because you need the answer
but you want to know that the other party wants the same thing
you want people to tell you what they want
only because somehow you expect them to say...
they want you...
you pull away when they don't.
you are complex
you reach out and pull back at the same time
there is a part of you that wants to be chased.
or wants to tell someone simple i'm not interested.
you smile in between kisses.
you make actual conversation
not the kind that says I do not want to know
you are confusing
you are not forgettable though.....
so.....
what do you want....
happiness....good people..
what do you want....
NOTHING!
probably our last lines.
Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 1:27 AM UTC
dark night.
The wind is slow but surely present.
Somehow we dont feel it, atleast I donot.
my porch we are starting on.
look up the stars are beautiful.
pull me close
i'll lean on your shoulder.
wait for this moment.
lean deeper its happening.
Tonight, the happiest person in the world.
Is my best
because on dark nights like these.
stories begin, or a story begins.
maybe.... began
Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 3:03 PM UTC
He always said I was a mystery. Like reading a murderous book.
Who is the killer?
Well, it was him. He tore my heart apart with out even knowing he held it in his hands.
I bet he didn't know he was my world. That when he laughed I laughed harder, when he was sad he was a tornado and I was the city.
I held onto his hand like it was hope. The tears in his eyes were just a facade. He was a comedian I was the joke.
But, I still wobble behind you. Hoping you look back.
But, you never did.
Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 6:56 AM UTC
*I didn't lose him
Because he was never
mine
He almost was
But somehow, he wasn't*
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 6:50 AM UTC
I don't know what happened
And I don't really care
My only regret is
That I wasn't there.
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC
I wish I was no one
but then I could be anyone
as someone might say I would be everyone
if anyone at all
I wish I wasn't so blue
oh if I twasn't so sad
I could jump and fly
but I am a blue no one
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC