Love: The Good and Bad
- Reads 16
- Votes 3
- Parts 4
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Nov 23, 2018
It's about the ups and downs of love... this is my first published set of poems so read well my baes
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trying to feel better
these are all true thoughts and feelings. they belong to me and I've decided to share them with you. in hopes that i will one day feel better. most of these will be about a boy. and the rest will be about me. please be kind.Complete
For you
A collection of poems I wrote during and after my first relationship. I spent 5+ years working on this, and I apologize for any spelling/grammatical errors, but I wanted to leave everything as it was originally written.Complete
𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 | ✓
𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝-𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝟐𝟏 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛, 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥, 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩. 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.Complete
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She Who Betrayed
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my life as well as theirs (poems)
My first book of poems they tell you about my life and the life of people around meComplete
Too Many Maybe's
I used to think there'd be no living without you. Then, you walked away. Like it was the easiest thing in the world. We finally stopped making sense to you. So, you left. Why wouldn't you. It didn't matter that it still made sense to me. That I still held on to all those what ifs and unanswered questions of us. Still hoped for things to work out somehow. Still needed things to work out. Needed it like food and water. This story might not make much sense to you, reader. It was written for him. And in many ways for myself. But I am grateful for your desire to explore our life's tale non the less. It was quite something. I hope you'll get something out of it.Complete
these are all true thoughts and feelings. they belong to me and I've decided to share them with you. in hopes that i will one day feel better. most of these will be about a boy. and the rest will be about me. please be kind.
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