growing apart
but at least
still growing—
so wilted,
so lost,
when you left.
Tag: politics
phantom feelings
nothing
ever as vivid
as the memory
of a moment
that’s past
that you can never
get back.
finding home
home
is not
a piece of land
but a place
you hold
in your heart.
hands of time
i remember the days
when happiness
seems like a memory
and the further
i got from it
the further i felt
from myself.
the high cost of living
i’ve been stuck trying
to find a purpose
beyond my needs—
dollars signs on everything
except what matters most.
(hurting)
silence surrounds me
until all i can feel
is the slow beating
of my broken heart–
just wishing
it would stop.
still bleeding
it is true that
time heals all
wounds–
but healing
can only begin
once the wounds
has stopped
bleeding.
delicate
the fragile anatomy
of a heart
that has been broken
by the same hands
it trusted
to hold it.
aching heart
grainy photos,
and goofy smiles
from of a past life
where i thought
we would never
be apart.
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hesitation
what do you fear?
i fear accepting fake love
as though it were real—
being made to look like
like a fool
in a time where everything
is supposed
to be picture perfect,
and things lurk
in lonliness
and the darkness
we hide
behind
our beautiful
facade.
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