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satbytheriver · 2 years

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He tells me that couple of nights ago when he was at work, she called him and said “there’s a cat in the parking lot” and he knows how she’s scared of cats. So he drops everything at work and drives all the way to the parking lot of the post office on the other end even when it was pouring. He tells me by the time he got there she had already left, and she told him that “the cat had moved and it started to rain” and so he drives back to work, and I ask him, “weren’t you cold?” Because I know he gets cold really easily and he says “I was, I was. I was shivering. I had to go home because I couldn’t concentrate on work anymore.”

- if this isn’t love what is? I thought.

#literature #blossomfully #unrequited love #love #spilled ink #poetry #prose poetry #prose #creative writing #excerpt from a book i'll never write #achingchest

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compljcated · 2 years

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do you have any of the answers? can you spare some fucking wisdom? // journal entry 001

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my-angel-my-stars · 5 years

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don’t forget to commend yourself for doing the small things. like getting out of bed, brushing your teeth, taking a shower, eating a full meal, going to work when you want so badly to stay in bed, etc. sometimes these small things are draining, and that’s okay. but, you’ve tried today. and, i’m proud of you. you should be proud of you, too.

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qalatte-blog · 5 years

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I came clean and told you about the suffocation, Specifically that I felt suffocated by your affection. But you simply couldnʼt wrap your head around that notion Instead, you gave me endless doses of your strongest potion.

Only after it was too late, did you realize that it was my intention To let you get lost in the commotion Donʼt you dare say that I didnʼt give you the option To pull out the white flag, and graciously surrender to this failed mission And be able to walk away with that meticulously curated carnation.

Had you taken the time to comprehend the art of my conception It wouldnʼt have come to this, where I am robbing you of your elation You made yourself vulnerable to the abrasion Now all I can do I graciously mutter the farewell incantation

Darling, you have to understand that you canʼt and wonʼt ever be my salvation.

~M

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poetrybypoppy · 5 years

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isnt it funny how i wrote before i met you,

about love and heartbreak,

even though i had never experienced it before.

and now you're gone and the feeling is here, and all i can do is choke on the words.

isnt it funny how everyone tells me to eat, but no one knows what i am actually feeding - feeding this overwhelming sense of helplessness that you, i promise, would want to starve.

isnt it funny how everyone wants better for me, yet no one is willing to be better.

how i'm still letting you destroy me.

how i still cry myself to sleep and dream about your arms around me.

how i havent cut recently but i cant stop bleeding; the tears are pouring out red, my screams are tearing my vocal cords, and yet my period is late.

i'm laughing, really.

laughing as i set the world on fire because it makes me feel less significant.

laughing as i text you just to break because feeling suicidal is still feeling something.

laughing as i talk myself out of jumping because its so ironic, its so ironic that i'm the one who climbed up here and i'm the only reason i didnt jump.

// i find myself rather hilarious when i'm not crying.

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haleyincarnate · 7 years

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Based off of this post by @achingchest

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sleepy-brat · 6 years

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I know you never meant to let a poet fall in love with you

You never wanted every word you said to be memorialized

Because “i want you” meant so much more than you ever knew

And love is so much more than just a word-

Its a string of feelings and memories and love was never meant to have an end

So please dont let this end

It feels like a knife sliding down my throat

and it feels like youre telling me you never loved me at all

“Leave me alone” sounds more like “i wish i never met you”

And once youve said it god knows you can never take it back

And i never forget

I never let go

I hold everything you said to me inside, in my writing

You have to be careful what you say to me

And i have to be careful with how much i give to you

Because once i give it i can never get it back

And maybe thats why i only ever told you how i felt through rhymes and rhythms

I know it must be frustrating

Maybe even annoying

To always be in the dark

I only leave vague clues of my emotions and tell you something different every day

Because my emotions are all over the paper

A poet can never be sane

A poet can never be anything but honest-

Poetry doesnt sit right when theres no blood or sweat or tears poured into it

And i think im being kind-

Holding your promises and secrets up and comparing them to the galaxies in the sky and the deep colors in the flowers you might sometimes miss

I take everything you give me and i make it my own

Threading your words onto my sleeve and saying

“Look everyone! Look at the masterpiece i created!”

And it must make you uneasy

Vulnerable, even

And if i could write you a poem i knew you’d read it’d start and end with “I’m sorry”

Because i know this isnt what you wanted

Maybe its not what i wanted, either

I never asked to cling to your words and lock them so deep within myself it sometimes hurts

I dont get to tell you that it fucking hurts

I only tell you about the beauty and the gentle waves of emotion-

Poetry doesnt sit right when theres no blood or sweat or tears poured into it

People like me always think too much, love too hard

And when a poet falls in love with you

Your words will never die

Even when you want nothing more than for them to die

But here i am again,

Repeating the things i’ve said a million times

Taking your words and pulling them apart and sugar coating them

Even if only for myself

And maybe i won’t ever tell you i love you again

Because you’ll take it the wrong way-

You won’t understand that a poet never truly falls out of love

And i’m afraid you’d say you love me, too

Because i’ll take it the wrong way-

I never understood how someone could be in love and still walk away

But here i am again-

Recounting the stars in your eyes and reliving all the times your lips touched mine

And you’re pretending it never happened.

Pretending you and i never existed,

Pretending i never came into your life, like you never wanted someone to feel this way about you,

And fuck, maybe you never did.

Maybe this is me coming to terms with that.

And i know you never meant for a poet to fall in love with you

But i’ll never stop being a poet

And i’ll never stop remembering the horrible way you left things

Or how easily we fit together

Or all the blood and sweat and tears that came in between

I’m sorry i managed to be too much and not enough all at once- too much fury and fight but never enough compassion or sympathy for the way i affected you

I’m sorry it took until now for me to realize i was affecting you, too

You’ll always be the kind of person to sweep this under the rug-

I always envied how easily you could look the other way-

And i’ll always be the kind of person to see through rose colored glasses

And i know i said i’d move on,

And, i promise, i have

I’m sorry you will continue to live through my writing

I know you don’t want to be held accountable for everything you never really meant

And i know you never meant to lie-

It’s just that a poet can never be anything but honest,

So no, i won’t forget.

I’m sorry you let a poet fall in love with you.

(inspired by this)

#mine #writing #achingchest #<- pls follow them they have so much good stuff!!!!!!#ipoetried

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these-heavy-words · 6 years

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friend, do you not remember

how pools of tears flood my swollen eyes

how your tired shoulders beaten down by life

in all its menace & mercilessness

provided me something to lean on

when my legs surrendered to the chaos

brewing in my head- words so loud and callous

they pinned to my lungs & suffocated the air out

words so big i shivered in their shadow

as they carved raw art in my sacred skin

how you coloured me with your soft golden glow

sung of supernovas and distant stars and their dust-

said my blood held some of it too

how you loved a wilting daffodil in water

till it stopped shouting hideousness at its echo

friend, now you're stumbling & your lips

they refuse to smile for a world undeserving

they only open for short raspy breaths that curse

the creation who's dependant on them

friend, here's all the kindness

you sung this corpse alive with

let me sow it in your barren palms

so hyacinths flow your blood once more.

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curlyaurora · 7 years

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I know this poem is not as sweet as your dream birthday cake, or as beautiful as the icing on top of it, But at least, this is handmade I know it’s not a real birthday celebration without candles, but at least you got us, the ones who always try to make your wishes come true. better than candles do. we have thousands of wishes for you, but, we’re just going to say a few here * I hope in this age, you can forget all of your miserable memories i hope in this age, your shoulder is most important thing for people i hope in this age, no sharks will ‘eat’ your fishing rod I hope this is the age when you sing the most beautiful lyrics I hope in this age, your tv only plays the funny shows i hope in this age, you will find the answer of the riddle that’s called ‘future’ i hope in this age, everything feels just right the books the coffee the nights the laughs and yourself

a birthday poem from me to Jameela, a best friend

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satbytheriver · 2 years

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- Wardha Rasheed

#literature #blossomfully #unrequited love #love #spilled ink #poetry #prose poetry #prose #creative writing #excerpt from a book i'll never write #achingchest

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pixiechiick · 7 years

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am i a monster?

am i a monster? for not wanting you around, for not giving you a reason? the knife in my back unacknowledged by you, the hot blood falling to the ground, giving a red spot of life in an otherwise lifeless relationship

am i a monster? for being protective of my heart, knowing too well that another break would kill me completely, as the tape peels at the edges, and the superglue becomes unstuck. i won’t hang on for much longer.

self hatred darkens my vision, rising up my throat like bile. i’ve been taught to care more about others than myself so am i a monster for finally choosing a different path? for finally dodging the thorns and nettles and looking towards the sunshine and green grass and honey bees?

i have to do this for me i have to remove the knife, walk away from the crime scene, give myself a chance at happiness.

although the blood might never come off my hands, and the memory of you sits behind my eyelids, waiting to come to life as i go to sleep, i think this is best for both of us

you were too much for me, and i couldn’t keep up.

#mine #personal #diary #writing #poetry #achingchest

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compljcated · 2 years

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you helped me find my light. let me help you find yours. // journal entry 003

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my-angel-my-stars · 5 years

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i hope you’re okay. / i mean, do you miss me? / it still hurts sometimes. / i mean, i still remember the way you looked with my tears on your tongue. / i’m doing better now. / i mean, i’m not rotting as fast, but i still wish i was six feet under. / you deserve to be happy. / i mean, i was happiest when i was yours. / i hope it was worth it. / i mean, i think your mouth will always be a graveyard of lies.

what i said / what i meant.

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moshfeghpilled · 7 years

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HIGHWAYANXIETY (11/15)

#writing

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poetrybypoppy · 5 years

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you left with the rain

and you never looked back.

you hid behind her umbrella and evaporated when the sun greeted me in the morning.

i wish the sun had never come.

// i don't want a sunrise without you.

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haleyincarnate · 7 years

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apologies by @achingchest

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