A sweet little poem to get you through the hump day or maybe any day.
I want an ending with him, not without.
Here, there, everywhere you'll have my love
I found me after I found you
Written for me or not written for me they still have the same effect and I still love them as if they were. The art of his poetry ❤
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His love turns me from a peasant to a goddess
His walls are made of iron and he's got a vermillon guarding the gates.
Loves me but gives all his time to OTHERS
Past relationships do not define me. Old versions of me died. Zero luggage. So much time wasted trying to find love.
Sailing straight towards his love... ❤
Nothingness am I
Sharp are his words
Deep deep sorrow
I can taste revenge on my tongue.
I had to drown the thing that was drowning me...
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An eternity with you would still not be enough...
There's an entire universe in his gaze which heals my wounds and all...
I tried to kill all the parts in me that loved him. I tried to understand the lesson he taught me. I tried moving on. I tried to love the distance. But the ache swells.
He gives reason to life.
She awaits a love that is never coming... still she loves him.
One sentence story
Make a right on Depression Avenue and a left on Anxiety Lane
An angel is a human born free of sin. An angel's decree.
Do you guys meditate? This is the equivalent of me sitting in a circle with stone and giving us a journey to travel on... Freshly written this morning, freestyle. It was meant to be a non-rhyme but oh well, a bit seeped out. I hope you like!!!
I need him like Earth needs our Moon, my soul is in an eternal swoon.
This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.
Where do I put the love?
My tomb should read, "Ah, death finally" but in reality the VA will cremate my body and bury me with other Soldiers with a white tomb in a cemetery where no one will ever come visit me or even know where I reside... "unknown soldier"
Love is an illusion. Give me love or give me death.
LOVE IS LOUD
A poem about a boy and a girl who belong together. ❤