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leavemeslowly · 24 days

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21silverlinings · 1 month

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Avoidantly, I refrain From opening my mouth Fearing that you will hear My mother's heartache Etched into my words.

Anxiously, I hold my tongue Repressing my father's anger That of which poisons my blood.

Disorderly, My silence grows A bed of unspoken thoughts, Rooted in past sorrows, Watered by the tears of every generation before me.

Yet, in time, I learn to whisper To find my voice And declare that I am more Than the fears I have inherited. I abandon the screams Of my ancestors' pain, To break the cycle So that one day, My words will flow Not with heartache or anger, But with love and peace, instead.

nb | 1902

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ninasdrafts · 8 months

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So much has changed and yet the way you say my name is still the same. Why does it still sound like a song coming from your lips? Like a question? Like a plea? Years later it's still the same cadence, when everything else has changed. I want to tell you to stop saying it. I want to record it and listen to it forever, keep it on repeat until I've understood why it slices away at my heart every time you say it. Do you want to come back, I hear in the way you smile at me in the hallway, where you aren't even supposed to look at me. Do you want to grab a coffee after work, I see in the brown of your irises. I can taste hazelnut and almond on my tongue every time our eyes meet and I swallow it down, but the sweetness turns to glass in my throat. When I look at your hands, at your fingers, I can feel them on my skin. They're tracing patterns on my thighs, drawing constellations on my back, writing a secret message on my palm. We have always spoken in code. This is another one. Another secret to keep, to hold on to, to bury. Because I shouldn't like it, this hide and seek, this cat and mouse, hoping every single day you'll walk up to me, put your hand in mine and say, "I missed you, I'm sorry". But you don't. You don't miss me. And you're not sorry. Because what I'm clinging to is the familiarity. To the way I still know your face like the back of my hand. Your voice. Your eyes. Your smile. Maybe the way you say my name has changed, after all, but I don't hear a difference - because I am not different. I haven't changed. I haven't moved on. I'm still the girl you loved. Maybe it doesn't sound like a question and not like a plea. Maybe the way you say my name sounds like an answer and every time you form the word, you tell me to let go.

-the girl you loved / n.j.

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dopamineadict24 · 4 months

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i am aware this love will ruin me, and i will let it. love hurts and i love hard.

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itsbluetoulouse · 20 days

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i hope you fall in love with being alive

i hope you fall in love with being alive they said, but everyday my footsteps get a little bit harder to drag just for a walk

i hope you fall in love with being alive they said, but most night i feel like it's getting darker and darker and my eyes are wide open but it's unclear

i hope you fall in love with being alive they said, but my heart hurts every time i think about tomorrow, the possibilities, the what ifs, the uncertainty

i hope you fall in love with being alive they said, but people around me don't know how to say i love you and that's a pity i will always have

i hope you fall in love with being alive they said, but i think it will happen someday, eventually, when the skies are no longer dark, and the rain doesn't make my heart ache anymore or when the sleep getting more hours and hours and my heart beats steadily. i really hope you fall in love with being alive.

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shroom-vroom · 2 years

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Absent”, first spit itself out of my kindergarten mouth after the name of a missing friend during classroom attendance. Absence is a measurement. It's the empty humans measure with all things important to them. Absence spells like a brutal telegram bearing bad news, the possibility of absence is a rat trap I'm terrified of walking into. I believed what Darwin said about the survival of the fittest and of every species that lives only a human once watched her children laugh by the fire- then grazed her fingers in soot after they slept and drew them on the rock where the moonlight fell. I know what is today probably won’t be tomorrow so I take my campfire moments and put them in a poem. Life doesn't break its rules even if I do so I become a caveman painting the feeling when you grab my hand to bite it but give a soft kiss instead. every time life and I play cards she gets all the aces while I, in my trembling heart hold a card called 'hope' and before my turn, I scribble in brackets, your name.

~ anatomy

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missred18 · 9 months

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"You're a very quiet woman," he stated. Leaning forward with interest, "From what I've been told, you have an iron grip on your life." A quick laugh escaped her, "Would you believe me if I confessed I've never," her head shook as she stressed, "Not even once, felt that way?" Withholding a frown, she clarified, "My whole life I've felt adrift and without a semblance of control." "Really?" His shock was comically apparent. Her head tilted down and she surveyed him through her lashes, "Makes my decisions seem less paramount," A slight head tilt to level her gaze, "Doesn't it? He offered a bitter grin. She replied with a feral smile.

Excerpt from a story I'll never write.

emma rae hover

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sapphowhispers · 1 year

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I remember

how i'd hold my hands up in prayer

begging for my father

who was never of faith

and i wonder if - no, I know

you sit with your eyes closed

talking to an almighty being, every night,

wishing people around you were

different. saint-like. more like

you

I wonder if this is why

I keep coming back to

whatever you're doing now

(what are you even doing now)

this is judgement. I mean it.

this is eyes half closed

this is bitterness on (my) tongue

this is words that would condemn (me)

does it sound familiar to you?

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jenwritespoems · 1 year

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I loved you the only way i knew how to, just not in the way you thought

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dressed-with-sadness · 2 years

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"Stuck in empty love is sucks. First, you feel nothing at all to your lover, but as the time goes you feel like you're attached, feeling loved. Second, after feeling attached, you're trying your best to keep your lover to always be with you, falling harder. Third, when you're falling harder and loving harder, they stop. They stop loving you. They stop filling you up like what they do in the first place. They are just feeling comfortable and want to keep you as their partner to communicate, when all you need is their existence in the first place. You're lost. You don't know what to do when they are stopping. You're mad. You don't know what to do when you are trying to be their lover, but they don't appreciate you very well. You're sad. You don't know what to do when their existence is with you, but you feel lonely.

You don't know what to do until you lost yourself. You lost everything, you're searching for yourself as love and filling it up with their love. But, as time goes, those love doesn't fill full. They keep empty. And you, still lost yourself."

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sincerelyy-mee · 2 years

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You can’t talk with me for hours, and you don’t understand when I’m quiet. You aren’t him.

You don’t know what gives me anxiety or how to get me out of my shell, you aren’t him.

You haven’t seen me cry and you don’t know my history, you won’t be able to take care of me like him.

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leavemeslowly · 2 months

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She said she was going insane again. I sometimes feel that too. Not enough to take the same step as she did but enough to fall deeply into myself. Get drunk on my own thoughts and drown in them without looking for a way out. I am full of sorrow and bitterness for no good reason. How long before anyone else notices? I am too far gone now. They will see it anyway and spit on me. Full of hatred and misunderstanding. I am blinded by it. Not seeing an escape, if there is any at all. My self is not mine, I am not me. I am a memory.

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the-captaincoffee · 6 months

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Sky

When the sky is dark

And I’m falling apart

I look at you

And then smile a little too

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emotionmixtura · 7 months

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keeping myself busy so i don’t accidentally fall in love with a guy with commitment issues and a nose ring who would break my heart by the end of the year

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ladymaxwell · 1 year

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Today I've realised I don't remember what kissing feels like, someone pressing their lips against yours, you tasting them and them tasting you, their hot breath…

And not only those, I also miss kisses after long hugs that make you think you wouldn't matter to be like that the rest of your life, kisses on the forehead that make you feel the luckiest person alive.

I miss feeling like that, I miss them all.

Or maybe, I just miss you.

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itsbluetoulouse · 3 months

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falling out love is weird. like, you slowly chewing your gum just because you’re afraid the sweet taste of the gum will be vanished very soon. bad analogy, i know. but my mind could care less.

“you don’t think i can be tired?”

“you know i can’t run, right?

do you think it was December when you’ve decided that i should wear a pink coat to a dinner? i can’t recall.

i usually saw you running by yourself, wearing the jet black Airpods on both of your ears, sweating like a bear, and i could hear your muscle screams from afar.

but this time you’re not wearing your track pants nor the sleeveless shirt. the Airpods are there, still on. until i see someone approaches you and greet your cheeks.

then, i run too.

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