The truth is
I dont just miss you
I miss the person I am with you
I am different when you are here
I am different when you arent
Its not about being together
Or happily ever afters
Its about waking up and knowing
You are in my corner
There were a lot of truths in those last words
Tossing out that box of old hurts and regrets was necessary.
The problem is, there were other boxes
A friendship and trust that had developed
A bond that we didn't resurrect..but that we created and protected from everyone but ourselves
You are bigger than the puzzle piece
That fell out when you left
I am more than the sum of my parts
But Im not the answer I've b
I was always there
When you reached for me
Standing reservations
At a table that you've
Sat alone at for years
I believed the menu
As I watched you
Gorge on comfort food
And old favorites
I fed your ego until both
our bellies were full
And as you had your cake
I knew you would go
Without paying the tab
Leaving the best of me
Behind in the to go box
on the table
I was always there
When you reached for me
Standing reservations
At a table that you've
Sat alone at for years
I believed the menu
As I watched you
Gorge on comfort food
And old favorites
I fed your ego until both
our bellies were full
And as you had your cake
I knew you would go
Without paying the tab
Leaving the best of me
Behind in the to go box
on the table
I can only say I don't by maskedinsight, literature
Literature
I can only say I don't
If you are reading this
I understand
I know you think that
I am hurt
And
I can't move on
I know that I have to
Let you go
I lost myself
In your beautiful chaos
And
I tore out my own heart
To save your soul
If you think that I hate you
I can only say I don't
If you think that i hate you
To save your soul
I tore out my own heart
And
In your beautiful chaos
I lost myself
Let you go
I know that I have to
I cant move on
And
I am hurt
I kno
You could always see me in the dark.
Maneuvering my craggy edges of tenacity,
tossing matches at gasoline pools
filled with hope.
I loved to watch you dance
by the fire you lit in my eyes.
Nothing was as important to me
as hearing the love in your voice
and the way you held my hand
in the rain.
I'd sell my soul to have you back
but you tied it up in your loose ends
and threw it at the mirror when you
saw your reflection.
Now I lie here surrounded by
the shattered pieces of the only
thing I've ever believed in
and still there isn't one piece of me
that doesn't miss you.
gw
you build your walls
with old skeletons and mortar
an impenetrable fortress
with well guarded borders
you ripped pages from the manual
pulled the pin from the grenade
praised me for loving you
punished me when i stayed
my road map is torn
compass pointing to you
how was i to know
you were lost too
id reach to save you
but we would just drown
pulling me under in panic
of finally being found
call me a coward for flinching
when your daggers are thrown
then add my tears to the mortar
being prepared for my bones
Oh...you see a problem?
Let me introduce you..
We are longtime friends
You are worried
why my doors are shut
when its our walls
that are falling down.
How can I be here for you...
when you left me at the altar
to carry our luggage
while you danced down the aisle
with a blue ribbon.
My visions of being carried
across the threshold
didnt involve me having to build it
while you pumped your iron fists
to yesterdays dreams
and bounced checks.
Im sorry your life left you behind
and your bus ticket said 2:30
and its just 2:33.
I know you feel that it isnt fair
that your dreams
were served cold and stale
on a tarnished platter..
But my shift
We danced a waltz last night
Danced it in my dreams.
Ive never danced a waltz before
But we danced it perfectly.
Beautiful childish elegance
My ballerina jewelry box,
I delightfully became her when
we danced our waltz.
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
handing a newborn
to someone with weak hands
and no caution,
Dont drop it.
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like a tornado
of expectations and duties,
sucking the air from my lungs
and the wind from my sails...
I need to breathe.
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
a bull in the china shop
writing notes in red ink-
You break it, you buy it!
What is my value today?
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
handing someone a candle
burning in the wind
after you used your last match
to light it
My matchbox has worn smooth
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
glasses on a
The truth is
I dont just miss you
I miss the person I am with you
I am different when you are here
I am different when you arent
Its not about being together
Or happily ever afters
Its about waking up and knowing
You are in my corner
There were a lot of truths in those last words
Tossing out that box of old hurts and regrets was necessary.
The problem is, there were other boxes
A friendship and trust that had developed
A bond that we didn't resurrect..but that we created and protected from everyone but ourselves
You are bigger than the puzzle piece
That fell out when you left
I am more than the sum of my parts
But Im not the answer I've b
I was always there
When you reached for me
Standing reservations
At a table that you've
Sat alone at for years
I believed the menu
As I watched you
Gorge on comfort food
And old favorites
I fed your ego until both
our bellies were full
And as you had your cake
I knew you would go
Without paying the tab
Leaving the best of me
Behind in the to go box
on the table
I was always there
When you reached for me
Standing reservations
At a table that you've
Sat alone at for years
I believed the menu
As I watched you
Gorge on comfort food
And old favorites
I fed your ego until both
our bellies were full
And as you had your cake
I knew you would go
Without paying the tab
Leaving the best of me
Behind in the to go box
on the table
I can only say I don't by maskedinsight, literature
Literature
I can only say I don't
If you are reading this
I understand
I know you think that
I am hurt
And
I can't move on
I know that I have to
Let you go
I lost myself
In your beautiful chaos
And
I tore out my own heart
To save your soul
If you think that I hate you
I can only say I don't
If you think that i hate you
To save your soul
I tore out my own heart
And
In your beautiful chaos
I lost myself
Let you go
I know that I have to
I cant move on
And
I am hurt
I kno
You could always see me in the dark.
Maneuvering my craggy edges of tenacity,
tossing matches at gasoline pools
filled with hope.
I loved to watch you dance
by the fire you lit in my eyes.
Nothing was as important to me
as hearing the love in your voice
and the way you held my hand
in the rain.
I'd sell my soul to have you back
but you tied it up in your loose ends
and threw it at the mirror when you
saw your reflection.
Now I lie here surrounded by
the shattered pieces of the only
thing I've ever believed in
and still there isn't one piece of me
that doesn't miss you.
gw
you build your walls
with old skeletons and mortar
an impenetrable fortress
with well guarded borders
you ripped pages from the manual
pulled the pin from the grenade
praised me for loving you
punished me when i stayed
my road map is torn
compass pointing to you
how was i to know
you were lost too
id reach to save you
but we would just drown
pulling me under in panic
of finally being found
call me a coward for flinching
when your daggers are thrown
then add my tears to the mortar
being prepared for my bones
Oh...you see a problem?
Let me introduce you..
We are longtime friends
You are worried
why my doors are shut
when its our walls
that are falling down.
How can I be here for you...
when you left me at the altar
to carry our luggage
while you danced down the aisle
with a blue ribbon.
My visions of being carried
across the threshold
didnt involve me having to build it
while you pumped your iron fists
to yesterdays dreams
and bounced checks.
Im sorry your life left you behind
and your bus ticket said 2:30
and its just 2:33.
I know you feel that it isnt fair
that your dreams
were served cold and stale
on a tarnished platter..
But my shift
We danced a waltz last night
Danced it in my dreams.
Ive never danced a waltz before
But we danced it perfectly.
Beautiful childish elegance
My ballerina jewelry box,
I delightfully became her when
we danced our waltz.
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
handing a newborn
to someone with weak hands
and no caution,
Dont drop it.
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like a tornado
of expectations and duties,
sucking the air from my lungs
and the wind from my sails...
I need to breathe.
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
a bull in the china shop
writing notes in red ink-
You break it, you buy it!
What is my value today?
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
handing someone a candle
burning in the wind
after you used your last match
to light it
My matchbox has worn smooth
Dont say I love you
I love you feels like
glasses on a
The truth is
I dont just miss you
I miss the person I am with you
I am different when you are here
I am different when you arent
Its not about being together
Or happily ever afters
Its about waking up and knowing
You are in my corner
There were a lot of truths in those last words
Tossing out that box of old hurts and regrets was necessary.
The problem is, there were other boxes
A friendship and trust that had developed
A bond that we didn't resurrect..but that we created and protected from everyone but ourselves
You are bigger than the puzzle piece
That fell out when you left
I am more than the sum of my parts
But Im not the answer I've b
maybe that's the problem, that when it all
comes down to it we're a bunch of selfish
motherfuckers— the lot of us,
that maybe we'll be a little better off with fresh flowers
on the kitchen table, raspberry jam for breakfast,
cellophane sunsets & tangerine skies, holding hands
for too long, sharing yourself with a stranger until you
no longer regard them as such, waking up the next day
and not being too afraid of ourselves to let it happen again;
spending all our money on appleseeds, planting them and
taking a nap until spring, watching as the earth sucks the snow
from t
But it feels real to me by squibblyquill, literature
Literature
But it feels real to me
It's not the truth of love.
It feels like love's truth.
But it leaves you empty,
Drained, alone.
You can't explain.
It feels like love,
Your soul shakes with it.
But I tell you it isn't love,
Not true loving, at least.
It feels like truth,
Because it reflects
The truth you experienced
When you were soft, new,
And incapable of imagining anything else.
Now you feel the helplessness again,
It reaches down inside,
Reminding you you're alive,
Baring ancient wounds.
Of course it feels like truth to you,
It's all you knew, all you've had a chance to know.
But know, there's something else afoot in the universe.
Pain and abandonment are not the only r
The universe didn't roll you into a ball.
You rolled you into a ball.
Who taught you to wrap yourself in riddles?
Who told you your destiny was the unraveling
That never comes, because you are too clever
And tightly wound, bound against intrusion
Yet desperate for communion?
Back in the furnace where souls are made,
The face of love scratches its head,
Smiling sheepishly, embarrassed
To have contributed to the misunderstanding.
Do not underestimate the power you wield over yourself.
What sort of monarch rules your heart?
Truly it matters whether you are a tyrant to yourself
Or a wise and judicious guide.
Do you not know that if you decid
my profile pic is an amazing photo by photographer christon anderson capturing a moment after hurricane michael. my writing can mislead people to think i am extremely sad or depressed. Im actually a pretty strong soul who is proud of the shit she has been through. writing is the most effective way for me to process things that are on my mind. the subjects in my writings includes past loves, friends, patients, and even the man who tried to take my life. i dont follow any form, i just write what comes out. thank you for the messages. it means a lot to me for someone to say.. hey i get that..or ive felt that.....or just i understand. thank you DA.