i loved him
in bits
in pieces
in ways i couldn’t quite understand
until he stood by his own
and killed with all he could
just little words
subtle movements
breath
and energy filled hatred
Don’t allow people to come in and out of your life when it only benefits them.
His love was a poison: soft and loveable, hideous yet touchable.
Arrogance will kill anything and everything you ever possibly have.
ten miles
two hearts
your hands
on my heart
tugging
pulling
lashing
from afar
the way you stood
an hour
yet a thousand
too far
Wrote you a poem or two. You didn’t enjoy them, but I did for you.
I’m not thankful for being fucked over, I’m thankful for what I took from it. What I learned. What I taught myself in that particular moment. I’m grateful someone was able to take me there and let me be in that moment – not with them, but with myself. How my emotions could surrender to someone and make me feel everything I felt. It destroyed me, but I made my way through; and I look back years from, and I still love him, I do.
the pretentious tore my soul
ate my heart
lied upon my spine
and held me so far behind
Some long for acceptance while others fear for anything ordinary.
