Broken hearts do heal
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Publié :25/2/2019 13h31
Dernière mise à jour :26/2/2019 12h48 11020 vues
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Every day gets easier The loneliness subsides a bit more The anticipation of hearing from you becomes less pronounced You’re gone And I understand you’re not coming back Each day I lean on memories less and less I feel stronger than the day before The pain I feel in chest becomes more of a dull ache The world continues Life goes on And one day soon I will be able to let you go One day soon, I will think of you and smile One day soon, I might not think of you at all.
For A
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Less is not always more
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Publié :21/2/2019 20h24
Dernière mise à jour :19/3/2019 17h23 11198 vues
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It’s another sleepless night for me. I seem to have several of them a month. If I weren’t alone, I’d make the best of it. But I am alone, so it just means time to think things I don’t care to think about in my waking hours much less when I’d rather be asleep. People, don’t let things go. If you have feelings to share, share them. Share your emotions, joys, sadness. Share your love. Don’t let your ego or pride get in the way. Don’t wait until it’s too late to make a change or for places where changes could be made. Speak up. If you want something, go for it. Don’t wait for someone to ask what you want. Just come right out and say it. I need to add more to this train of thought. But I also need to try to sleep. There’s always tomorrow...I hope. ❤️💔❤️
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I don’t want it to be over...I don’t want it to end
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Publié :15/2/2019 19h13
Dernière mise à jour :22/2/2019 10h20 9969 vues
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I guess it’s over But it was never really a thing in the first place No definition No boundaries No declarations It was just a moment that led to more moments That became moments Of unexpected pleasure And now it’s over, But it can’t really be over Because it never really existed at all Still somehow it’s hard to move on From something that Had no name But still took up so much time and attention And led to moments that led to moments of unexpected pleasure I never wanted to end
For A
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My Favorite Things
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Publié :13/2/2019 16h59
Dernière mise à jour :14/2/2019 9h52 10498 vues
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My favorite things Those nights I’m lying close to you Close enough to feel your heat Those afternoons filled with laughter and play When you manhandle me just enough to let me know I belong to you Those whispers in the darkness just before we drift off to sleep Those moments, any moments, shared with you Sometimes they seem so few and far between Sometimes I feel I have to remind you that I exist When I’m all but forgotten When you’re all but absorbed in the next day’s work And I wait for you to call me And I’m sustained by all of my favorite things and how I feel when I’m sharing moments, any moments, alone with you.
For A
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It doesn’t help. ( I will get over it)
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Publié :11/2/2019 16h33
Dernière mise à jour :20/2/2019 13h20 9952 vues
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I can sit here and think of all the reasons we fell apart All the things I could have done or said differently All the times you looked at me and decided I wasn’t pretty enough Or that I wasn’t thin enough Or good enough But it doesn’t help. It just doesn’t help. It doesn’t change anything Tormenting myself doesn’t fix anything The fact remains that you’re gone There’s no point in dredging up the past It’s better to just move on To let go of what was To recognize the fault and the blame Even knowing I could have tried harder But it wouldn’t be enough
For A
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Be here with me
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Publié :10/2/2019 18h28
Dernière mise à jour :12/2/2019 8h46 9862 vues
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Be present Be here when you’re here with me I don’t ask for much My needs aren’t many I just ask for you to be with me when you’re next to me Don’t disappear inside your mind while your body remains beside me Don’t be preoccupied or distracted Don’t wonder what your phone is doing Who’s calling, texting, messaging When you’re away, your time is your own I will never ask what you’re up to But when you’re here, be here Be here with me Talk to me Touch me Hold me Fill me Love me While you’re here.
For A
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Just Broken
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Publié :10/2/2019 11h57
Dernière mise à jour :10/2/2019 17h46 9714 vues
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If I admit to the world I’m broken hearted You’ll just think it’s because of you You’ll take the credit for my pain But the fact remains you’re only one tiny piece of the puzzle. You’re the reminder I’ve been broken for years I was broken when you found me I let you in thinking you were different You were my proof I was whole again I looked at you and saw my growth But I was wrong I’m not ready after all I’m still just the broken girl I’ve always been And you were just the next boy to come along and take what this weary soul would allow.
Damn it, A
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There’s nothing suspicious about holding hands
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Publié :10/2/2019 11h55
Dernière mise à jour :13/2/2020 11h05 9228 vues
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I wish you could see the real me I’m playful and funny and silly I laugh at nonsense And go out of way to make others laugh too But then I can become awkward The silly becomes strained The laughter becomes tears The funny becomes odd And I try and try to control myself and there’s no explaining And you always tell me it’s fine It’s cool You understand But there is no understanding I don’t want you to understand I want you to listen I want to break the cycle I want you to know me The one who giggles uncontrollably until everyone around me is giggling too I want to be happy and carefree I want to take your hand without thinking And let you hold mine And to understand There’s no motive You just want to hold my hand What’s wrong with that? There’s nothing, nothing in the world wrong with that I want you to hold my hand And I don’t want you to let it go. But I know that I’ve scared you away Chased you away Walked away even myself because it’s easier than breaking walls and barriers That come between me and you and laughter and joy And holding hands late, late at night
A
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It’s not about the money, lol.
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Publié :9/2/2019 23h43
Dernière mise à jour :15/2/2020 5h01 9211 vues
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I want to drain you of your riches Deplete your wealth Take your offerings Drink them all in These things won't last forever But for as long as they exist I claim them as mine I don't want to share I won't share The world had its turn The others took their portion The rest is mine And I'm a greedy being Taking what I want What I need Returning again and again To get my way Sucking the life right out of you Stealing it like a thief in the night Only it isn't stealing It's mine It belongs to me I claimed it long before And I won't be letting it go
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The hardest part
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Publié :8/2/2019 8h58
Dernière mise à jour :8/2/2019 10h17 9541 vues
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This is always the hardest part I know I make it look so easy But still it hurts my soul Leaving you With so many questions left unanswered Wondering if there’s a next time If I’m ever coming back Where do we go from here It’s these early morning drives that make me suffer When I should be smiling in the afterglow When I should be wrapped warmly in your arms Instead I hear the door click behind me Get in my car and drive way And though I’ve made it look so easy It will always be the hardest part 
For A
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I’m here with you.
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Publié :31/1/2019 8h11
Dernière mise à jour :9/2/2019 23h40 9084 vues
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Lay down with me Look in to my eyes Stroke my body gently Don’t feel the need to satisfy me quickly I’m not going anywhere There are places deep within me No one has ever been Seek them, find them, touch them They will yield the greatest delight And bring you your greatest reward Do not fear Or feel the need to hurry I am here with you Looking in to your eyes, connecting with your soul Stroking your body gently finally content And I’m not going anywhere.
When A sends song lyrics and I respond with thoughts of my own.
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So now you know
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Publié :22/1/2019 16h24
Dernière mise à jour :9/2/2019 23h41 9690 vues
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Why does one leave at a beautiful moment Walking out the door when the sun has barely risen When the sweat of the night before still glistens on her brow Why would she leave before coffee Before sweet kisses And breakfast cooked by the man who shares her desire? She leaves because she doesn’t know what else to do She leaves because she is sure of herself in the nighttime But much less self assured when the sun is high She leaves before he can see her for who she truly is She leaves before he has the chance to tell her to go.
For A.
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I want more than just memories
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Publié :22/1/2019 16h21
Dernière mise à jour :24/1/2019 18h50 9539 vues
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You show up in my memories Comments & statements made in the past You’ve been a consistent figurehead in my life Though still somehow relegated to the fringes I suppose you were always waiting for me to let you in But I wasn’t ready And there just wasn’t time enough for everything I needed to do Much less figure out how to let you in And now the tables have turned I’ve noticed you; I see you I’m aware of your every move And I recognize that now I’m an interloper
I once had a place, held a place, belonged in a place that is no longer being saved for me.
For A.
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