Getting over you
Was the hardest thing I ever did—
A storm that wrecked my shores,
Pulled apart my walls,
Let me sifting through the ruins
Of a heart that called you home.
If by some cruel twist of fate
You decide to return,
Please—don't.
Respect me enough to stay away,
Because my heart, that foolish, reckless heart,
Will open the door for you in a single beat,
Forgetting every storm you caused.
But the rest of me still feels the ache—
The bones, the scar,
The quiet mornings I spent
Rebuiliding myself, brick by fragile brick.
You were my home once,
But homes shouldn't collapse that easily.
If you left once, you'll leave again.
And this time, I won't survive it.
So don't come back.
Let me love someone
Who would fight to stay,
Who sees the value in every crack,
Every weathered part of me.
Someone who won't let go.
Because it took everything
To pieces myself together when you left—
I don't have enough of me
To do it all over again.
—MistakenGenius
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Surviving Heartbreak
PoetryA lover girl who got her heart broken one too many times and now ended up writing poetry about it