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Dear M,
I'm yet again, at the lowest point of my life and self isolated long enough I want to dig through the walls just to reach you. My soul has been aching for a long time and nothing could sooth it like you do. It's cold, and it hurts. And I wish I could hold you for warmth. You're the only one who knows how to fix this I think.
I don't know if I'm regretting the decision to let you go, but I do wish that you'd reach out to me. I miss you so much but I'm not sure if I can be normal around you. I don't think I could pretend and keep my feelings under wrap, be it my anger towards your nonchalance, my sadness for what we once had, or my lingering affection for your adorable quirks.
I dreamt of you again today. Not sure if I was happy to see you but I did woke up with racing heart because I didn't want to face you. I still wonder what would happen if I saw it through. And I still wonder what would happen if I didn't reject the last hug that you offered.
I think I'm still yours, unfortunately. It just feels wrong to even think about being with anyone else. I think my future lifespan has shortened considerably after you left, even now I'm just in the process of giving up. I must sound so pathetic right? I hope you're not like me. I hope you live longer and happier than me. I love you.
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good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
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I'm so grateful that I got my heartbroken by you
At least in the last moment I know that you meant to let me down gently
Instead of having me come crashing down like a glass vase falling from a pedestal
I'm so grateful that you let me practice to live in your absence
At least it doesn't feel too different when you're not around after you left
Instead of having to adjust to the sharp pain, you were just a dull, numb ache
I'm so grateful that I never have to see you again after you left
At least I don't have to witness how you're unaffected by our ending
Instead of having to pretend that I'm not wandering between stages of grief
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I am so in love with the way my heart is still beating for me
I am so in love with the way my blood travels far and long for me
I am so in love with the way my appetite is keeping me alive
I am so in love with the way my voice sounds so sweet when I speak kind words
I am so in love with the way my legs are still bringing me to places
I am so in love with the way my hands feel when they touch my skin
I am so in love with the way my rational thinking keeps me safe at all times
I am so in love with the way my emotional feelings remind me that I'm not numb
I am so in love that my soul is still kind and gentle despite what I've gone through
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The questions of ‘why are you with me?’ Finally have answers.
I’m not anymore.
Well- in a sense. Marriage and dating is off the cards, and with that, the obligation to stay just for reciprocated affection and familiarity.
In the events of a breakup, it is now much easier to leave if we wanted. Never speak again, go our separate ways and stop existing to each other.
But- we’re here.
‘Why are you with me’ is much more relevant now. The spark has diminished so why are you here? Why am I?
Because the part of my life with you in it hasn’t finished yet. Because we haven’t seen that movie. Because I still care about you absolutely for being the person you are. I don’t need a kiss to remember why I’m still here, I’m with you still because you were never just a partner to me, but a friend.
You don’t have to keep asking, just, follow me and let’s go get coffee again.
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Found this song on my birthday and it was too close to home lol
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It's been three months
Why are you still the first person I thought of when I need to be comforted and to be tormented
Why are the remnants of love you left me with still make me crave for more of it yet I want to reject it if it comes in a different form
Why are you still the reason I'm a Schrodinger's cat
Why are you still haunting me when I'm already repenting from you
Do I need a great amount of hatred towards you so I could feel apathy next
Do you still think of me when I try to forget you, do you still try to forget me when I think of you
Can I ask for you back so you could push me away again
Can you please fix me and break my heart again
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When I read again of what I wrote, I think to myself, "what are you on about?"
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1)
Two is a company
Three is a crowd
What if there's only
Two of us in a crowd?
I'm readily present,
Yet you're always so absent,
No one to blame here
Other than two people being two different persons
You say your friends are not so kind
Feels like you come to me for comfort
Just to feel good for yourself
What about me,
Can't I want you for more than a chat?
Talk to me baby, tell me why
Since when that we went from
Lovers to fair weathered friends?
Two is a company
Three is a crowd
Sometimes life just gets in between us
Sometimes it's just me
2)
I had to take off my shirt to talk to you
Bare bone vulnerability
It started with gentle sensuality
Kisses to stop the tears
Coy invitation to leave our clothes
In my closet with the skeleton
I have to take off my shirt to talk to you
Thinly veiled mystery
Left behind crude flesh and carnality
In a way to make you stay
After what's left of us in night time haze
For another minute so we could talk
3)
I wake up wishing that I could bring myself to the garden
Touch the grass and see the flowers
Feel the morning breeze and warm sunlight
Because I miss how you made me feel like early spring back in 2018
Hear the flowing water from the fountain
Drink the bittersweet black coffee that oddly reminds me of you
Feel the pebble in my shoes, sometimes sharp sometimes blunt
Like how you left me on a bed of roses
That you forgot to pluck out the thorns
See the sunlight that shines down the canopy of trees
Their branches just shy of touching each other
Did they fight? Could they reconcile?
Are their roots still entangled like we are?
When I see the critters running around
What blissful life they live and love and create
How beautiful it is to have a simple life, with simple purpose of just to live
I know I know, you're trying so hard and I'll try to be fair
But sometimes the robin doesn't ask for the sweetness from the berries but your warmth instead
4)
Kissed me, not my lips but my nose
Touched me, not my thighs but my heart
Braided my hair with your fingers instead of tugging it
Drew circles on my palm instead on my waist
Rubbed my tummy, told me how soft it is
And how soft I make you feel
Called me names, the same names that I called you
In the four chambers of my heart and the one that we both share
Tried to be tender though it's not your nature
Stumbling through your words though your action speaks louder
The warm water running on the bath tub
Fresh towels and laundry fold
Heard you sing while you made me food
I wondered if I asked too much from you, but you assured me saying
You wanna make my sleep a sweet little death
So I don't have to worry about living
5)
I want to carve out sweet little hearts from my calves, ruby red flesh dripping crimson red blood, I'll tell you there's no way I could leave you now, tell you I'm part of your system now
I want to shove my heart down your throat since wearing it on my sleeve is not enough, I need to you to feel, no taste, just how sweet my love for you is
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