They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I still find myself reaching for the phone Between liquored thoughts for your voice I've been in the sky & I'm no longer alone
By The Girl in Grey4 years ago in Poets
Marauders murdering mindlessly Magnifying malicious malfeasance Marauders mutilating mindlessly Mocking, maligning, maddening
By Mo Darasi4 years ago in Poets
She thinks she’s found the one only because he hurts her a little less than the last one
By Elizabeth Kefauver4 years ago in Poets
Our fights were duels, 10 foot long dinner tables, tears in our eyes, Our guns drawn harmlessly pointed at eachother, an innocent game of life and death,
I didn’t mean to think love hurt It was their fault Love to me is screaming behind closed doors quieting each other In hopes of not waking the kids
Always interested in the ones who would leave someone just like her daddy. Infatuated with expiration dates. There were three before you.
We decided to go to escape room and we stayed. I was busy find the clues about you. I was looking at the way your eyes lit up when you found something new.
The Elizabethans had a philosophy when you fell in love you became ill. When you were around, I had so many symptoms. Heart palpitations, aches, loss of appetite,
Honor holds her head high. Hear her hallelujahs, her humanity, her hope. Hatred howls his heavy heart. Hear his hubris,
By Addison Horner4 years ago in Poets
I miss him I miss him like the moon misses the sun I miss him like a lunatic misses his sanity I hate him I hate him for picking the cigarette back up
I miss the stories you told the way your eyes would glow when you made someone laugh. Its all you really ever wanted. But here I am.
Come back and break my heart eventually. For now, let me lay in your arms in an unspoken love as we ignore the sound of our hearts
