He’s teasing you and
You’re trying to glare back
But the corner of your lips
Are turning up like the
First page of your journal
That mentions him
❀
He’s grasping your attention
Because he’s too scared to hold you
And you’re handing him insults and jokes
Because your heart is in too many pieces
To fit into his outstretched hands
❀
He’s acting like you mean nothing
Because he doesn’t want you to know
That to him you mean the opposite
❀
You’re pretending you’re okay
With occasional collisions and
Distance and inconsistency because
It’s all he’s ready to give and
You want whatever he’s offering
❀
He’s wanting you more than
He’s wishing to forget you
And you’re fearing him staying
More than you’re dreading him leaving
❀
And somehow this love between you
Is the one that still
Sings you to sleep at night
❀❀❀❀❀
P.S. This poem is an excerpt from Wasted Love, which is available to purchase here.
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The Road to Nowhere
Trigger warnings: Violence, Death. "May the Sun burn your tongue out, woman," Fredrick's father screamed the curse into his mother's ear as their elegant little carriage rumbled along, its polished wood and gilded trim glinting in the torchlight. They had just left the small village of Saffron and were on an unnamed road to the capital for the Royal wedding. Fredrick leaned back in his plush velvet seat to escape into the passing landscape, but across from him sat the servant boy, a scrappy lad named Jack. Jack's eyes held a mixture of awe and fear, the kind that only a commoner could feel in the presence of nobility. Jack looked up and caught Fredrick's gaze, offering him a sad little smile before reaching into his pocket and retrieving a little caramel treat. This candy was no doubt stolen from the kitchen treat cupboard; if he was caught with it, he would be locked in the box as punishment.
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Comments (21)
Intense 😯🥰🌸
This is a masterpiece Poppy!
This sounds like a tense relationship! Great work!
Beautifully written!
How gorgeous the feeling of love is - and how scary! Thank you for writing this Poppy! Outstanding writing!
This is stunning, Poppy. I literally have no other words...well, we both know that's not true. I am a man of a thousand words, but stunning will suffice for this emotive and tense, but beautiful piece of artful writing! Congrats on Top Story - it is so very well deserved!
I loved the emotional tension-build up. Your writing is very visual and touching! It's a beautiful piece and I have no doubt why it's a Top Story! I'm a new subscriber!
Congratulations 🥳 Another well deserved Top Story for you Poppy 🌻☺️🌻☺️🌻☺️🌻
Uuugghh so good, so relatable and incredibly written ❤️
Wonderful. Emotionally and intelligently written as usual! SO, so good! Thine about the upturned journal page so subtle but so brilliantly telling-Love it! 🤍 Congratulations on top story!
Such emotionally resonant insights, so well crafted. "turning up like the First page of your journal" -- one of my favorite lines! Each stanza has a gem.
I got a strong sense of melancholy from this, but joy and hope too You crafted something special here :) a deep and rich interplay of thoughts, desires, feelings and emotions. Fantastic <3
awesome; there are so many times I feel like this, as I'm sure so does my husband.
Gosh, this was so emotional and raw and real. That fear and dread was so relatable!
I also had a love like this and learned it was better to move on 💕 so well done Poppy!
Superb. You brought completely new tone and perspective to the typical feelings in a young relationship, almost making them seem bad…but that’s what I like about it: you have to reread it to see how much wonder and sweetness is in your words. Masterfully crafted. I love this one!
Another wonderful piece, Poppy
Such romantic tension.
I’ve had love like this. Leaving it behind was the best gift I ever gave myself. Very glad your republishing brought this to my attention ✨
That was clever, comparing the smile to the page of the journal 'that mentions him'. Excellent imagery and narration!
There is some ice cream but it is melting with a dripping of time That looks at me And grins