heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
He Didn’t Know I Saw It — But Girls Notice These 7 Awkward Things (And We Actually Care)
Not the kind we write down (well… some of us might), but the mental list we all keep. It’s the “tiny things we notice about you” list. The things most guys think go under the radar? We see them. All of them. Some make us melt. Some make us laugh. Some make us send a screenshot to the group chat with “??? explain this” typed in panic. And yes — some are awkward. But awkward doesn’t mean bad. It just means human. So here are 7 awkward things girls definitely notice about guys… and what they might mean to us. 1. The “Trying Not to Look” Look You know that moment when you think we’re not watching — but you glance our way for 0.2 seconds too long? Yeah. We see that. We’re not mad about it. But the pretend-innocent face you make after? Iconic. You’re not slick, but it’s adorable. 2. The Weird Way You Text Some of you text like you’re being charged by the word. Others? Like you’re auditioning for a role in Shakespeare. We notice. We send screenshots. We ask our friends what “lol. yeah” really means when it comes 2 hours after “wyd?” Awkward? Maybe. But sometimes, the mystery is the fun. 3. That One Piece of Clothing You Love a Bit Too Much There’s always one hoodie. Or cap. Or those beat-up sneakers from 2012. You think it’s your “signature.” We think it’s a test of our patience. (But secretly, we’d miss it if you stopped wearing it.) 4. Your Haircut Timing Boys, why do you always get a haircut right after we say we like your hair long? It’s suspicious. We notice the fade. We notice the phase where it’s “growing back.” We say nothing — but we’re tracking every inch. 5. That Moment You Get Nervous (And Pretend You’re Not) Whether it’s fumbling for your wallet or acting overly confident when introducing us to your friends — the nervous energy? It radiates. We pick up on it. Sometimes it makes us nervous too. But more often, it makes us smile. Because it means you care. 6. How You Treat the Waiter Trust me. This matters. If you’re rude to the waiter, that mental list we were talking about? Yeah, it suddenly has a bold red X on it. Awkwardness is forgivable. Entitlement? Not so much. 7. Your Bathroom Mirror Selfies Yes. We found your old ones. No, we’re not judging. (Okay, maybe a little.) But there’s something oddly endearing about the awkward “gym pump” photo or the blurry mirror pic from 2018. It’s cringe — but it’s also real. And we love real. So… why do we notice all this? Because we’re paying attention. Because when we like someone, the awkward things become the beautiful things. The flaws become fingerprints. The weird becomes wonderful. You’re not supposed to be perfect. You’re supposed to be you. So next time you wonder if she saw you trip over that chair, or say “you too” when the waiter said “enjoy your meal”? Yes. She saw it. And she smiled anyway. Because if she’s noticing the awkward things… there’s a good chance she’s noticing you. ''If you find my story even a little helpful or enjoyable.Please don't forget to like and comment. Your support will inspire me to keep writing more." Thank you dear.
By Olivia Chastityabout a year ago in Poets
The Garden That Grew
I wasn’t watered. Not when I needed it most. The sun played favorites, the rain passed me by, and the hands that should have pulled weeds planted doubts instead. They said I was too much, too quiet, too strange. So I shrunk. Made myself small enough to fit their version of love. Even the soil turned against me — dry, cracked, unfamiliar. But still, something in me refused to stay buried. A whisper of green, a root that knew its name. I learned to grow in silence. To reach for light through concrete. I bloomed in the shadows, taught myself softness in a world that only offered stone. I was never supposed to survive, let alone blossom. But the garden grew anyway. And I was the garden.
By Carolina Borgesabout a year ago in Poets
The Demon I Once Loved
The demon I once loved nearly scared me to death. No heart—just threats, and heavy breath. I tried to understand him, gave all I could stand, but each time I rose, he would crush my command. I burned every bridge, every step, every track just to breathe on my own, to not look back. He never saw what I carried inside only returned when my soul nearly died. I wept for a ghost who never wept for me, clung to echoes, too blind to see. Then a soul of light stepped into view, and taught my heart that love could be true. His hands, his kiss, his gentle tone became the place I now call home. No more screaming, no more fear he made the demons disappear. I won’t forget the one who left me torn but scars, like maps, help us be reborn. You have to face the dark to see the light, and know the wrong to choose what’s right.
By Carolina Borgesabout a year ago in Poets
Dating as a Trans Woman in a Cis World
Dating is hard for everyone—but when you're a trans woman navigating relationships in a world built around cisgender norms, it becomes something else entirely. It’s not just about swiping right, small talk, or deciding what to wear. It’s about safety. About disclosure. About wondering whether someone’s attraction to you will suddenly vanish once you speak your truth.
By Muhammad Sabeelabout a year ago in Poets
