Some Poems that Come from the Heart by SummerCheng37

Some Poems that Come from the Heart by SummerCheng37

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If you are reading this on any other platform other than Wattpad (or other platforms you're on) you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please read it only on Wattpad. Thank you.-Summer Cheng@SummerCheng37 What are poems, but everyday tidbits in life? Here all the original poems are inspired by the weather, food, and much more. I hope you enjoyed my poetry. Thanks for reading them, Sincerely, SummerCheng37. Do not duplicate, copy, paste, etc. when it comes to my poems. I worked so hard on them all. The cover design was done with photos from www.kndpng.com and edits made with the Desynger app.
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I wrote this because I needed to survive it. Because there are some feelings too big for silence. Some heartbreaks too heavy to carry alone. This isn't fiction. This is my heart, broken open and rearranged into verse. "I saw you standing where the sidewalk curves, and suddenly my chest knew different words." - That's how it started. A glance. A stranger. A feeling I couldn't ignore. "You said we needed to talk. Those five words, I knew. I already knew." - And that's how it ended. Not with fire. With silence. I won't tell you that time heals all wounds. I won't say everything happens for a reason. I won't pretend heartbreak makes you stronger. But I will show you that: You can survive what you think will destroy you. You can break and still become beautiful. You can love someone and lose them and still be whole. You can be your own happy ending. I wrote these poems with tears on my face. I wrote them on good days when I forgot to hurt. Every word is something I actually felt. Every line is a moment I actually lived. "You are not broken. You are breaking open. And that's where the light gets in." - That's what this taught me. That's what I hope it gives you, the comfort of knowing you're not alone.

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