The ways we love
sometimes,
we love people
the way
we want to be loved
and not
the way
they need to be loved
Again
I didn't realize
how deeply
I had stopped believing
in love
but then you came along
and made me hope
and that spark
ignited hopes and dreams,
wishes and life,
now living is filled
with love, bucket-lists,
and till tommorows
not if there even is a tommororw
I watched
my love
start
I watched it begin again
and I watched
my life taking meaning again
I watched
myself, begin to live
again
Blocked
I have always
been the one
blocked out
of peoples lives
and this time
I choose
to block
the negative,
people out of my life
and it is refreshing
and freeing
to be able to stop
their instant needs
to demolish my body,
to fuck out my soul
and this time
I get to choose
I get to be me,
I get to pick the speed,
and not force anything on myself
isn't it great
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heartbroken: a compilation
PoetryA series of poems describing the turmoil of loving, breakups, depression, and learning to deal with it. TRIGGER WARNING; talks about suicide, rape, domestic violence and self-harm