They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
our relationship was built on so many fake and empty promises and I’m still waiting patiently for all of the things that you promised to happen
By pam2 years ago in Poets
I think that is crazy that i believed every lie that you ever told because I never wanted to hear the truth I never wanted to be hurt so instead he painted all of the lies in pink and glitter and then gave it to me on a plate
you say I am crazy but you are the one who is driving me insane he says that I am paranoid but you are the one who is being honest I am here drowning in your lies
By luna2 years ago in Poets
and this was the worst breakup it ended too soon i wonder why we gave up? i thought everything deserved a second chance
By alsod 2 years ago in Poets
our relationship was built on toxic lies it was one huge mistake but no matter how much i tried i could not escape at night i stay up late
By mill2 years ago in Poets
I realised the hard way that to move on passed from my past relationship I had to mourn through it I had to face it deeply head on
I constantly think that what i have with others is going so strong thinking that will last so long but somehow it goes extremely wrong
She is the architect of all that I know of love. She drew the plans. She laid the foundation. She handled every brick. She raised the scaffolds that formed
By Fudsique Gilmore2 years ago in Poets
A Matter of Taste for Mother-Nature I’ve got this philosophy about life Your heart will be exposed to help you keep great expectations.
By Jjenni Dagnelli 2 years ago in Poets
She was stronger than I was First sign of abuse She left Took her daughter Used all her change And had nothing left
By Gabriela Marcial2 years ago in Poets
We fell in love and as we did so, our masks fell We learned about each other, and ourselves Realizing that we were pawns, thoughtless
By Lauren (she/they)2 years ago in Poets
My train of thought shoots off like a fast metro mover, making me grab on the rails of reasoning in its careening twists and turns,
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
