"chloe" poems
I'm afraid
to go to sleep
because of all the nightmares
in my head
By Chloe Elizabeth
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 2:08 AM UTC
It just makes me sad, oh so incredibly sad, to see him with someone else who was able to hold on to him longer than my poor hands could bear.
By Chloe Elizabeth
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC
I threw out
The flowers you gave me
Not because
They were fake
But because
We were
By Chloe Elizabeth
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
I look at you and longing overwhelms me. It's the only way I can describe it. When someone you had is so quickly ripped from your grip, it feels as if a hole were punched in the middle of your chest and what once filled that space now walks around outside of you. Seeing you feels like you're beside me but you haven't filled that emptiness in months. When I look at you it hurts because you don't look at me back.
By Chloe Elizabeth
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 4:24 PM UTC
He listened
To her laugh
As if it was a symphony
And she hung
On his words
Like they were vines
By Chloe Elizabeth
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 10:49 PM UTC
With my eyes,
I told him what my mouth couldn't pronounce
By Chloe Elizabeth
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 4:55 PM UTC
After laying awake for endless nights,
with the shattered pieces of my heart
leaking into my veins
and carving away at the life
I used to share with you,
I realized that you are not one
worth suffering for
By Chloe Elizabeth
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
Sometimes, I cry
and I don't even know
what I'm sad about
anymore
I'm just crying
about being sad
By Chloe Elizabeth
Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 3:18 AM UTC
I'm suffocated
By all of the chances
I've given you
And I'm drowning
In all of their failures
By Chloe Elizabeth
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 9:27 PM UTC
These moments in my life
Have taught me about love, friendship
And giving everything you have to someone
For them to lose it all along the way
By Chloe Elizabeth
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 5:08 PM UTC
You broke me once
and then shattered all the pieces
to break me even more
By Chloe Elizabeth
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
If that was our closure,
then why are all
of your shattered lies
still cutting my feet?
By Chloe Elizabeth
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
I could sit here all night and listen to the thunder, watch the lightning and run my fingers through the raindrops on my windowsill; trying to think of the perfect way to put into words how a thunderstorm makes my body tired and my mind feel safe but the truth is, I just love thunderstorms so ******* much. That is how I feel.
By Chloe Elizabeth
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
These painted walls
will always fill my lungs
and with every breath I take,
there is a small piece of the child
who grew up within them
By Chloe Elizabeth
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
You were addicted to me like you were to the alcohol running through your veins.
By Chloe Elizabeth
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 11:52 AM UTC
I was broken
I needed fixing
and I was wrong
to think you could
glue me back together
You accepted me
when I couldn't even look at myself
in the mirror
and that feeling rushed through my veins
like heroine
You were another one
of my many secrets,
I kept you behind my back
Eventually, I realized schemes
and lies wouldn't put out my bonfire
because it was only getting bigger
Three words...
Three words was all it took
and I was burning
But I didn't want to drag you down
with me so I ran
Then you walked away
You told me you walked away
because you didn't want me
to see you cry
but the look on your face
was painful enough
I can still see it
in the galaxies
beneath my eyelids
That's the only place you exist anymore
By Chloe Elizabeth
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
He told me he didn't want to fall in love with someone 423 miles away
"That's a whole lot of foot steps" he said
I can't say that I didn't feel the same way
But I couldn't help look up at the moon and pray he was looking up too
I wished for him on every shooting star I ever saw
And I watched all the sunsets thinking about his hopes and dreams
"But the truth is I really do love you a lot" he said
The truth is I really did love him with all my heart too
Not a day goes by that I don't think about being with him
I never believed in soul mates, I always believed a person could love many people
And I still think that's true
But never in the same way you love that one person, the person you're meant to be with
That person in the world that in some way, somehow, finds you
That person was him
And maybe some day we'll end up together; but that day is not today, and it's not tomorrow
But one thing I know for sure is that I'll always love him
Just like I did from the start
All those footsteps away
By Chloe Elizabeth
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
Sometimes,
I stand in the airport
and wait for you
to walk off an airplane
and into my life again
But you can't buy plane tickets
with all the stars in the universe
and you can't make someone come back
if they don't want to
By Chloe Elizabeth
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC
When I'm with him
He's so real
Then when I'm not
He seems like a dream
By Chloe Elizabeth
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
I drank away the thought of you
while you drank up your confidence
for the girl with the red nail polish
and dark brown hair
By Chloe Elizabeth
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
I thought of how it seems like,
Oh let's make Chloe feel crap day.
Then I remembered that it's Thursday.
So yeah,
It really is.
It's always Thursdays.
Sometimes Thursdays have been fine.
But when a day of the week hasn't been fine,
It's been a Thursday.
I don't know why.
Thursdays should be good.
I have good lessons that day.
It just seems like,
Everything's against me then.
No, not people.
It's just feelings.
They appear from nowhere,
With no reason to be here.
No it's not very extreme,
But it's my less good days.
It's a Thursday.
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 6:20 PM UTC
Sometimes
I feel like I'm just
f
l
o
a
t
i
n
g
In the insanity we call society
With the whole world
Touching my skin
But nowhere to go
And no where to sink in
By Chloe Elizabeth
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 11:55 PM UTC
This isn't going to be much of a poem, just a thought; something that I was thinking about today.
I was asked if it was weird to have dated my ex, since he was 5'5, one inch shorter than I am. And you know what, I've dated professional go-kart racers, jujitsu gold medalists and kick boxers, yes, all much taller than I am, however, none of them made me feel as safe as my 5'5 hockey player did. So the answer to that question, which actually surprised me as well, is no. It was not weird. It was not anything but another relationship, with another boy, who proved to be much more than how tall he was. Height does not matter to me and I don't see it ever mattering because he made me feel just as loved as someone twice his size could have. And even though he turned out to be a complete **** head, that was not because of his small size, that was because he was, and is, a ****** person. Case closed.
By Chloe Elizabeth
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 8:29 PM UTC
What do you even say
to someone who has destroyed your heart?
By Chloe Elizabeth
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC