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#Poems about breakups
fuxcked · 1 year
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I hope I crawl through your brain like a fungus
And i poison EVERYTHING.
I want my arms to reach every deep dark crevice of your mind
Squeezing toxins into your synapses and soaking up every ounce of serotonin sitting in your cerebellum
I hope I travel from cervical to sacral
And you feel me EVERYWHERE
in your fists
In your throat
In the tension of your muscles
I.
Hope.
You.
Feel.
Me.
As the heat
And the knots
And the rigidity in your jaw
I hope I break teeth
And burn the skin of every lover you caress
And that the boiling blood pumping through your chest reminds you of me
-the last of us
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abrighterspark · 1 year
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the easiest way home
is to drive
three hundred fifty-two kilometres over land,
another ten over sea
but not even that journey
could bridge the distance
between you and me
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avanillaopus · 2 years
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It's April 28th. It's your birthday. It's your birthday and my heart breaks a little more with each breath I take. I wonder what you would say if I called you up. Would you thank me? Or would you tell me never to call again? Hell, would you even pick up the phone? Would you ignore the intrusive ringing and clear it from your call log so your new girlfriend doesn't see it? I wonder what gifts you got, if the presents she bought you were as good as mine. I want to know if you're spending the night at your dad's house since it was your mum's turn last year. Does your new girl know that our birthdays are only four days apart? Does she know that your mum threw us a party? Did you tell her about all the balloons she blew up for us, all the gifts wrapped in silver paper and the flutes of champagne? I already know you're not going to call on my birthday, so I don't call you either. Instead, I miss you from miles away, wondering if she fits in as well as I did, wondering if all your birthday wishes came true while I wish for a call that I know will never come.
h.w
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anitacastelynnebooks · 4 months
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Now that I am gone, you are here. Now that I am broken, you have come to mend me. Now that I am sad, you have come to make me laugh. Now that I am confused, you have come with clarity. Now that I am not yours anymore, you have come to claim me?
Anita Castelynne, Now That I Am Not Yours Anymore (Dec 19, 2023)
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sentientsky · 3 months
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“Wishbone,” Richard Siken
welcome back to another episode of Wren Projects Her Own Gay Angst onto Anthony Janthony Crowley
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i-wish-we-never-met · 2 years
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I wish the thoughts of you will just leave me as easy as the way you walk away
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crossbackpoke-check · 11 months
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Why I Am Not Coming In To Work Today [abridged], Jess Zimmerman
part one | part two
#me when everybody is posting the maple leafs sad narratives and i am furiously generating this like HOLD ONNNN HOLD ONNNNNNN#honestly i could've been SOOOO MEAN about this because i saw this poem & alexandra got the preview on the poetry blog#where i just reblogged the first half of this poem point blank with the tags#kyle dubas#toronto maple leafs#& got yelled at aksdaksf & it literally only didn't go on this blog bc i usually write more & then it was percolating & i looked up the poe#& it was only the FIRST PART i'd reblogged i didn't know there was more & then brain immediately went brrrrr ok time for an edit.#this is a long one lol & i also have no idea if it makes sense to anybody but me but because y'all know me i will always overexplain so!!#my reasoning for the reasons obvi kyle. that's a given i hope he's doing well i hope he & his family r good but man is not coming in to wor#the second edit took me a stupid amount of time bc i am nitpicky but also i learned how to do the layers & transparency from the claude edi#that actually y'all don't know about lmao but i lost my mind when i saw how perfectly those pictures align i was scrolling getty & was like#ok december i'm gonna do a headline one (in my brain with the november/june quote about choosing to die again) w/ maple leafs playoff odds#how they say at winter break you know who's gonna be in the playoffs & who'll win & they thought they had a shot but it's mitchie overlaid#the 2003-04 team who'd last won a playoff round with the atlantic division stats from dec for 22-23 & how long it's been & dec headlines#i wanted breakup/recent/never loved to be a recent trade acquisition somebody who bounced around & somebody else so i almost had simmer#brodie & zar but then i wanted to make murray for breakup at any time &i forgot zar & him were on the pens together &it hit me like a truc#bc there's a photo of the two of them EXACTLY the same so close it's scary of this one but them as pens so they had to be it & i did always#know never loved again was mitchie. sorry. also mitchie in the penalty box the last game but i couldn't find footage of it & this one works#no i could not find a photo of tyler bertuzzi fighting a leaf for a dog looked at me yes i tried.#i almost made the bunting photo jt but instead it's 'bunting a rat etc' anyway the one i really feel unhinged about is dead pets bc at firs#i was gonna make it the handshake line & look to see if the leafs had drafted anybody on the panthers (dead pet former draft pick)#& they had & it was carter verhaeghe & i couldn't get a good pic of matthews & verhaeghe but it's fine bc i thought about the mo/luke schen#narrative (in which they are a perfect d pair long lost) & schenn was drafted by the leafs & that line fits jut trust me. also how i feel#about the kniesy luminous line that one possessed me it had to be kniesy idk why. i almost put gussy as girls are too pretty though ALSO#did u like my joke. daylight SAVINGS time on the goalie. thank u. also my photo magic on the jt (me very poorly editing in him as an isle)#OK ALSO HOLD ONNNNN there is a part two but i have to wait for the Content i want it will come out as soon as [redacted] or sooner#if i get bad at waiting &everyone will pretend like it is always the way it will be once i have the photos i want. speaking of did the leaf#simply not take a team photo this year?? it Does Not Exist for me i have tried very hard to look for it also i'm excited for part 2#one of them is named oh you're so unhinged for this one & the finished product is you're unhinged in ways you didn't even know u were sorry#liv in the replies
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mywordsarewings · 1 year
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as children, we’re told home is four walls, a roof, rooms, & a door. no one tells you it’s a heart that aches when you’re away, or arms to hold you when you’re afraid.
- your heartbeat is home -
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coffeexxcigarettes · 19 days
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Ungrateful
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I hope you sit in the silence
Of the emptiness you created
And you hurt.
I hope you realize that ripping me
To my very basic parts
And leaving me in the cold
Wasn't enough to heal what is broken
Inside you.
To think I approached your malice
With empathy
And your violence
With love-
Makes me sick.
You fought for isolation,
And when it haunts you,
When I haunt you-
Don't you dare even think
To reach for me again.
x
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lordgolden · 9 months
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ok and THE THING ABOUT THE BREAKUP POEM like… I know Fitz read it over and over and over and he would absolutely wrote hundreds of reply poems to the fire
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i-indigo · 1 month
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I could never be like you:
That's a relief
And a punishment.
The Face of God
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fuxcked · 6 months
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Your name stings.
Like a child
I hopscotch around
To avoid the sound
But I trip
Or misstep
And the swarm rages out
Im attacked by
Every smile
Every kiss
Every tear
Our memories like venom
Course through my veins
And for a moment
I remember
What it feels like to die
-yellow jacket love
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ameyjf · 2 months
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The Survivor
The story of us begin a spring so bright, We danced through the days, embracing every night,
Together we planted flowers for our love, Each one bloomed with promises from the stars above.
But as the petals fell and stars lost their gleam, Stitches binding our love story tore at the seam.
In your silent indifference laughter faded, The flowers wilted with the secrets you shaded,
The melodies I wrote you were left unsung, As I struggled to mend the chains come undone.
Your verbal arrows easily found their mark, Piercing tender skin, sinking into my heart.
Through the storm of your resentment, my love was worn, And our scattered love petals lay trampled and torn.
In the aftermath of your tempest, I stand, A survivor of you, lost in a wasteland.
With hope as my needle, and self-love as thread, I will stitch the broken heart you left for dead.
— Amey J. F.
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And I think
This silence
Burns worse than any insult
Ever could
Your absence
Is gaping
A tangible presence apart from me
And it burns
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forkpigeon3146 · 6 months
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NO, i never want to talk to you again
YES, i still think about you on your birthday
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I just wanna talk.
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