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 Feb 2015 The Dirty Vanilla
bear
(up to date info:)
you said the last time would be the final
that if it ever happened again
to just leave
you said it wouldn't be worth coming back
over and over
just to get myself hurt again.

But yet you are clinging to the times
the times when I agreed just
so I wouldn't get anguished.

I was afraid
I was scared
I didn't want to disappoint you.

But now
now I have grown.
Now I see that
I don't have to keep you happy.
that I was starving myself just to meet your needs

I'm no longer scared.
I will not give in.
I will not say that I am sorry.

I will give you one thing
and one thing only.

advice:

what you have is a broken heart.
the pain will never go away.
it will keep you up for years
it will make you rage
it will make you starve
it will drain you physically, mentally, and emotionally.
knowing that if you did something different
changed the smallest things
changed a few of the lease meaningful things
how much of a happier ending you would have.
you will beat yourself up everyday.
BUT you will move on little by little.
You will meet other people
that will love and cherish you.
Who will love every aspect of you.
But my love and trust for you were neglected too much.
Too much for me to ever have them again.
Fingers are frozen, face is cold.
You press your lips against my nose,
You put my hands under your clothes.
Whispering, “I’ll keep you warm,”

Yet, I’m standing here while the wind blows.
And you wrap you arms around her waist,
While my tears freeze.
I saw you
then
I adored you
then
I loved you
then
I missed you
then
I yearned for you
And now
I'm scared
because
I feel like
I'm starting
to hate you
:'(
And he held her hand so tight, she could feel how hard bones are. Even against flesh and blood.

She thought her bones may crack.

But it never quite occurred to her, he had been broken and is still *breaking.
It will be all buttery yellow sunshine very soon.
I pinky promise.
x
I may never walk anything more the same as him
In converse shoes slapping campus pavement,
Than taking down miles in memories
And mulling over trite bereavements.

If all we have left is muscle memory
Where summer grass stroked skin like hesitant fingers
Then I'll sink into autumn leaves
And worry my lip where the impressions linger.
ANNOUNCEMENT (To my readers):

Hi Guys,

I know it's been a while since I've posted poetry and I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate your support and feedback. All of you have been so kind and I could not have asked for a better audience. However, times are rough at the moment and I'd like to post a link to my GOFUNDME account. If you like my poems, you will be make a small donation via the website, even a buck would be appreciated. Below is the link.

Thanks,
Sarah

http://www.gofundme.com/Sarahquil
we promise not to see each other
but i see you every night
i close my eyes
and know soon you'll be in sight

i time travel in my bed
back to you, back to us
to a future where we thrive
with no fights or mistrusts

it's torture to spend all night
with you in my head
and then when morning comes
wake up all alone in bed
i hate that i miss you, and i hate that my dreams remind me of that constantly. i need to not need you. i want the wanting to end.
 Feb 2015 The Dirty Vanilla
mja
i fell in love with you
like fire

it was a flame at first
small and barely visible
but the warmth of its glow
replaced the crevices
where the darkness in my heart
resides

then suddenly-
it was wildfire.
it was passionate
and obsessive
the flames were getting out of control
not only the crevices burned
but my heart in its entirety.

i was blinded
by the blaze of the inferno
and the pungent smell of smoke
and when my vision cleared
i was nothing more
than futile ashes
scattering in the grim wind


-m.j.a
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