#best loved poems

[hopelessvalentines]

“you’re my best friend, now i’ve got no one to tell i’ve lost my best friend.”

….

[poempoetryandmore]

i think i‘ll always love you

even if its just a little bit

ten years from now a piece of my heart will still beat for you

maybe its the curiosity of ,what if‘

or maybe its the emptiness speaking

but nomatter why,

i‘ll always love you

[writingthethoughtsaway]

“I believed you even when I knew you were lying.”

- S. C. C.

[asoftepiloguemylove]

"IF ONLY SOME PEOPLE CAN HAVE IT, THAT'S NOT HAPPINESS. THAT'S JUST NONSENSE. HAPPINESS IS SOMETHING ANYONE CAN HAVE."

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[myfakeplasticlove13]

This is about my best friend, who I love more than anything in the world, who I would look for first in a room full of people I love. My most loyal companion, my other half, my love for you is true-blue

[stil-lindigo]

the sunset.

a comic about two outlaws who loved each other, despite everything.

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[sakshinarula]

I feel like a galaxy when you look at me. No one has ever looked at my darkness with so much love.

-The Art Of Staying Lost, Sakshi Narula

[trickstersaint]

swear on it // october 2 2024

[callme-alaska]

Soul mates

souls made

from the same darkness

I know your demons

as my own

together we have

fought and grown

We have laughed

and we have wept

a promise made

has to be kept

Even when we're

miles apart

I carry you

within my heart

~ love letters to my best friend

wordsbyalaska

[letsswaytogether]

“Picking myself up; has been the heaviest weight I have lifted.”

Heba Nazar

[poetessurielle999]

"Perhaps in another universe, we were meant to be. If not, then we'd be best friends. If not, then that universe does not exist at all."

A. "Urielle"

[sstargrllll]

“I wish I could become heartless, but that’s not who I am”.

S

[writingthethoughtsaway]

“Do you have any idea of how many little things remind me of you everyday?”

- S. C. C.

[manytoonepoet13]

It's pathetic, really.

How I constantly look into the scrap paperworks of the story of your life to see if something good of me is in it.

Or at least something of me is in it.

Because to be quite honest, good or bad, I want you to think of me.

I want to be in your mind.

I want to be in your memories and see then realize the amount of joy we shared together.

I want to you to realize how even as we begin fall apart, I took my body limb by limb and hook it along the cracks.

I want you to realize how while I keep on pulling you closer into my embrace, you pushed me away until the rope snapped into five irreparable pieces.

With one of them breaking into five more.

And each fragment breaking into yet another five, then another and another and another until I became nothing but dust within this whole that is the Sahara desert.

You wouldn't pick up a grain by then, yes?

You wouldn't even notice I was there even as I fall beneath your feet.

And listen to the sweet torture that is your laughter shared no longer between us, but with you and another.

But even then, I could never wish the worse for you, for I could never bear to see you hurt.

Even if you were the one who impaled me with the sharpest dagger known to man...

I would still know you as the group of people I can to love the most.

So, please... Be happy.

Not for me, but for yourself.

But I suppose it can be partly for me.

For seeing you smile, makes me wish I could as well.

For I love you, even if it means for my heart to break.

I love you.

[elizabethepb]

I would know her by the path the bristles of her brush tear through her hair. I would know her by the organization of her night stand. I would know her by the nonsensical patchwork of her playlists. I would know her by her darkest thoughts and happiest memories.

Maybe to love is to know and be known.

[thesonorousone]

God cannot bless, who you're pretending to be.

Stay real.