heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
If Tomorrow Starts Without Me
If tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not there to see, if the sun rises and your eyes are filled with tears for me, I hope you won’t cry the way you did today, remembering all the things we didn’t get to say. I know how much you love me—as much as I love you. I know you’ll miss me every time you think of me.
By cathynli namuli2 years ago in Poets
Tonight, the Saddest Lines
Tonight, I can write the saddest lines. I could say, for example, that the night is full of stars, and the distant blue stars are shivering. The night wind swirls through the sky, and it sings. Tonight, I can write the saddest lines: I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. On nights like this, I held her close, kissing her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. How could anyone not love her still, quiet eyes?
By cathynli namuli2 years ago in Poets
If You Forget Me
I want you to know one thing: you know how it is. When I look at the crystal moon or the red leaves of autumn outside my window, when I touch the soft ash by the fire or the rough surface of a log, everything reminds me of you. It’s as if everything around me scents, light, metals are tiny boats sailing toward your shores, waiting for me.
By cathynli namuli2 years ago in Poets
