Cracks in the foundation
Cracks in the foundation, deep and wide,
A once-strong bond, now fractured inside.
I walked through the days, blinded by love,
Unaware of the rifts, that tore and shoved.
Each crack a whisper, each fissure a sign,
But I turned a blind eye to the warning line.
The foundation crumbled, beneath my feet,
As I stumbled on, in blissful deceit.
The walls we built, now crumbling down,
Echoes of laughter, replaced by a frown.
I tried to mend, each fracture and break,
But the damage was done, too much at stake.
Bound by attachment, I couldn't let go,
Even as the cracks began to show.
But now I see, with hindsight's grace,
Love was blind, in its embrace.
Gladness now fills, the void once there,
The cracks in the foundation, a painful sight,
Yet they paved the way for a new insight.
Though love was blind, I now can see,
The beauty in setting my heart free.
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what if, I am full of
desire but lack discipline,
desperate for things
I don't yet deserve.
dillydallying yet demanding,
daydreaming without a deadline,
driving, full of distractions,
dedicated without direction,
full of desire
to be fulfilled.
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You Send Me
You send me chills.
You send me shivers.
To all the hills and all the rivers,
you sent me.
I'm full of flowers.
How do I return from puzzles?
Your words send me
falling to my knees.
Now just in case libraries die;
I printed screenshots of the
memories you sent me.
JEP
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1. Have you looked at the back of the polaroid pictures they took of us? I scribbled some sweet remarks in there. I'm guessing you don't even check them anymore. What on earth was I thinking? [delete]
2. Look, I miss you. I hope it is as simple as that. [delete]
3. It hurts me that you passed up on the possibility of me having to come home to you after a terrible day at work, or the chance to have your arms around me and to wake up with you next to me. It's a shame you took that away from us. It's a shame you never even tried. [delete]
4. The books I read lately makes me feel like I should cut you off. We've only had this toxic, never ending cycle of you and me and our stupidity and having rebound relationships but we can't even talk about what we feel to each other. [delete]
5. Just...can you just let me know if you're at least happy? [delete]
6. Can I call you? I just wanted to hear your voice. [delete]
7. I never planned on loving you this much. [delete]
8. I'm not drunk. I only had a couple glasses of wine. No, scratch that. I had a whole bottle. Where are you? Call me. [delete]
9. Did her kisses felt divine like mine? [delete]
s.a., Texts I (almost) Sent You pt. 5
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if i knew the moon was
what you wanted
i would’ve tried until
my last breath to
get it for you
but i was chasing sunrises
and falling for everything
you would tell me when
the sun would set
i’ve never loved someone
as much you, but i wish
we never met
i can’t keep losing my
youth to such men
they make me never want
to love anyone again
kira malibu
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So we've gone around again. Managed another spin. Stumbled when dizzy. Still made moments dancing. Surviving sometimes thriving. Daring to go around again.
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Light-speed cycling
leaves osmium hearts
in its wake.
I pour
gasoline on the
sun and
pray against tomorrow.
Robert J. W.
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we have not talked in a while, but it does not matter. reply my messages when you can. you will make tea and i will call you and we will talk to midnight while it's raining outside.
we will be fine. // aumirah
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I wrote about a war, years ago
I am still there, my very body is a battlefield
the only act I know is war
“kill or get killed”
what is peace?
what is love?
what does skin feel like?
I only know cold steel and warm blood
what does laughter sound like?
I only know the breaking of bones
what is comfort?
what is sleep?
every night, with a knife in my hand,
I crawl into my grave
every morning I’m banished to war again
-pillow talk by Nidhi Bhasin
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Cutting people off comes with a lot of grief. Choosing what is good for your mental health rather than choosing what you want is a difficult choice to make.
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i have a pale green
typewriter i want to bring
to the park, i will find shade
and sit with my legs crossed
and the keys crossing, i will
watch people cross my
patch of grass, and i will offer
in Chinese to write them a poem
in English. just give me 3 words,
any 3 words, you can wait in
the sun or the shadow, I will
study you, write a portrait of
you, imagine what it's like
to fall in love with you, to
picture how you groom hair,
face, legs, how you talk
when furious about strangers
and the heat.
we will see.
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Triolet Poem #15
I still dream about kissing you.
And you’re laying here next to me.
You left, made my heart split in two.
I still dream about kissing you.
Now I myself am missing too,
but we were never in <3.
I still dream about kissing you.
And you’re laying here next to me.
"Split In Two", JEP
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1. I don't think we'd ever be friends. No, not unless I stop thinking that we would somehow end up together. [delete]
2. How was your game last weekend? Did you guys win? [delete]
3. Do you still have a cold? Try drinking an echinacea tea, I heard it is good. It will soothe your throat and your immune system. Don't forget to do a salt water gargle! [delete]
4. It's only been less than a week that we stopped talking but it's already killing me. [delete]
5. I can still taste you in my lips. [delete]
6. Funny, I look over my shoulder as though I would see you in the crowd knowing you're on an entirely different country. [delete]
7. My mom asks about how you're doing. She still doesn't know what happened. [delete]
8. I wish you didn't have to meet her, or that you didn't have to ghost me because you were unsure of how I felt. I wish you would've just asked me. I have always, always been yours. When are you gonna learn that? [delete]
9. I want to stop loving you. [delete]
10. Do you think of me when you're with her? [delete]
s.a., Texts I (almost) Sent You pt. 4
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the world is too big to
be so lonely, but maybe i was
destined for extreme melancholy
like people believe they are
destined for success
if i start to view my sadness
as such, do you think it will go away?
do you think i’ll be able to find
reasons that will make me want
to see another day?
kira malibu
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