Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
We knew it from the start— this was a season, not a lifetime. A sun-drenched afternoon painted in gold and goodbyes. You were the kind of love
By PrimeHorizon2 years ago in Poets
We were never really anything— not a title, not a promise, not a forever. Just a late-night text that lingered too long.
I don’t miss you loudly. There are no sobbing nights, no empty bottles or love songs played on loop. But I do miss you—
You never really left all at once. You left in fragments— in coffee shops I can’t walk into, songs I skip halfway through,
You made the coffee. Every morning, before my alarm knew I was awake. Two sugars, a splash of cream, and a silence that felt like devotion.
You weren’t forever. But God, you were right now. You were the warm light in a cold year, the laugh in my throat after months of silence.
In another life, you came to me barefoot, early autumn in your eyes, and no urgency in your voice. You were not already promised to someone else.
You touched my body You plucked my strings You knew the words for you I'd sing With my whole heart I showed you everything
By Sara Wynn2 years ago in Poets
Life is a book, every day a page, Sometimes a jewel of laughter and sometimes of tears. Every fall taught something, Every stumble showed the way.
By The Content Crafter2 years ago in Poets
The Day I Met You I fell into a sinkhole the day I met you, no warning, no cracks, just the earth gone beneath my feet. You smiled like a secret kept too long,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
My Ex Love Haiku The ghost of my love Past memories won’t just die, I worshipped him so.
I Don’t Care I don’t care what the thinkers think, I don’t care what the dreamers dream. I don’t mean to sound brash, No, I don’t mean to sound trash,
