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May 27 · 63
Unspoken words!
Byeol Writing May 27
Again, the helpless heart pulls me
It can’t stand the distance
What to do?

The heart longs to finish
That talk left incomplete,
That memory half-forgotten.

Maybe destiny wants us to keep meeting
The heart hopes to make it last forever.
That path still waits,
That wish still lingers.
May 27 · 39
I keep coming back..
Byeol Writing May 27
I keep coming back
to those quiet moments
where your laughter used to be.

The way we talked about everything—
and nothing at all.
The way you made it all feel lighter.

I keep coming back
because the heart never really forgets
what felt like home.
May 26 · 53
The Gift of Prayer!
Byeol Writing May 26
Prayer is love that lives inside,
A quiet hope we cannot hide.
It’s the deepest kind of care,
A gentle gift sent through the air.

The most precious thing we share,
A way to show how much we care
For every soul we hold so near,
With silent wishes whispered clear.
May 26 · 52
On the way to forget
Byeol Writing May 26
I say stuff you never hear,
Chasing things that disappeared.
People tell me, “Move on, dude,”
But my heart’s stuck—it’s kinda rude.

This poem’s messy, kinda real,
Just like how I always feel.
Not perfect, but it’s all I’ve got—
A little truth, a lot of thought.
May 26
My Whole!
Byeol Writing May 26
I wrote so many poems,
I thought they were just words.
But every line was really you—
Every beat, every verse.

I didn’t see it then,
How you were all I had.
I lost myself in your echo,
In the ink that made me glad.

My heart was your canvas,
My soul was your stage.
Every poem, every thought—
You’re the one I can’t erase.
May 26 · 191
Lost
Byeol Writing May 26
I let you go,
I thought it was right.
Now I’m alone,
Missing you at night.

I wish I’d stayed,
Fought for us more.
Your memory stays—
I’m still at that door.
May 25 · 8
All For You
Byeol Writing May 25
I think I loved you too much,
Gave you all of me, every touch.
I smothered you in every way,
Afraid you’d ever drift away.

I see it now, the mess I made—
The fear, the fights, the endless chase.
I know I wasn’t perfect, true—
I let my ego shadow you.

There was a hope you’d see it all—
The mess I made was just for you.
The mess I’ve become, a twisted plea,
Because you were everything,
Everything to me.

You were the world I wouldn’t lose,
A light I couldn’t help but choose.
I know it’s wrong, but it’s still true—
The mess I’ve made is all for you.
May 25 · 56
Bye bye!
Byeol Writing May 25
My heart was heavy, full of ache,
A silent storm I couldn’t shake.
Though sadness wrapped me like a shroud,
I chose the path that’s not too loud.

It wasn’t good for you or me,
But good for all we couldn’t see.
A sacrifice, a quiet grace—
To give us both a healing space.

Though love has gone, I’m not undone,
The hardest choice was also the one.
For sometimes love must fade away,
To let the world find its own way.
May 25 · 62
Soft Goodbye
Byeol Writing May 25
I loved you once, I loved you true,
But now it’s time to say adieu.
With gentle steps, I walk away,
Embracing peace in soft decay.

No anger here, no bitter cry,
Just quiet tears and one last sigh.
I’ll keep the warmth, but let you go—
A tender heart learning to grow.
May 25 · 68
Spark!
Byeol Writing May 25
Nothing grand, no story told,
Just quiet moments, soft and old.
When you first learned my name,
A hidden joy began to flame.

Not so special, but somehow bright,
You kept me happy for a while, just right.

A gentle smile, a fleeting glance,
A small, sweet spark, a quiet dance.
Though it faded, still I smile,
Remembering you, my first crush’s while.
May 24 · 788
What I Wish I’d Said
Byeol Writing May 24
I don’t think I ever said
How much you meant to me.
My words were quiet, my actions small,
But my heart knew it all along.

Now that you’re gone, I hold on tight—
To the memories, the laughter, the light.
I wish I’d said it more back then,
My love for you, my dearest friend.
May 24 · 52
Fate!
Byeol Writing May 24
Fate gently played its hand,
And gave us to the days—
The days that kept us apart.
But I quietly hope someday,
Fate will bring us close again,
And the days will softly witness our love.
May 24 · 63
You
Byeol Writing May 24
You
It wasn’t just you;
It was the time I was able to love someone.
Now my heart has no feelings—
Only echoes of what once was.
May 23 · 55
You, Always Deserving
Byeol Writing May 23
You’ve been strong for so long,
even when no one saw the weight.
You’ve smiled through storms,
held others while your own heart broke quietly.

But listen—
you were never meant to be an afterthought
in your own story.

You deserve the kind of love
you give so freely.
The gentle words,
the soft spaces,
the time to breathe and just be.

You don’t have to prove your worth
by being everything for everyone.
You already are enough—
not when you’re better,
not when you’ve healed,
but now.
Even in the mess.
Especially in the mess.

You’re allowed to rest.
To let go.
To choose yourself.

This world is better
because you are in it—
not just for what you do,
but for who you are
when you’re just being you.

So love yourself
like you would a child,
a friend,
a soul who’s learning
and still shining
even on the hardest days.

Because you are love.
And you have always
been worthy of your own.
May 23 · 101
Just Three Years
Byeol Writing May 23
It was just three years,
but it felt like a lifetime.
Not because of time,
but because of everything you gave.

You weren’t just a friend—
you were my safe place,
my loud laugh,
my quiet strength.

We didn’t need forever
to make something that lasts.
You left a mark,
like sunlight through trees—
soft, steady, unforgettable.

Even now,
when life moves on
and days look different,
a part of me still carries us.

Three years.
That’s all it took
for you to become
a piece of my forever.
May 23 · 62
You Were My Everything
Byeol Writing May 23
I know our friendship wasn’t perfect.
I had my ego, my fears.
I held on too tightly sometimes,
and pulled away when I couldn’t take it.

There were moments I was angry—
angry because I felt unseen.
You said I never saw how much you loved me,
but there were times
it felt like my heart was being cut through
by a sword you didn’t know you held.

Still… those days felt like heaven.
You were my comfort,
my chaos,
my safe place,
my storm.

I felt like I belonged to you,
even when I was lost to myself.
Some days, I couldn’t imagine losing you.
Other days, I stepped back—
let you be who you needed to be,
even if it wasn’t with me.
So I stayed close… from a distance.

You were everything.

And maybe I didn’t show it right.
Maybe I broke more than I built.
Maybe my love was messy,
too much,
too loud,
too late.
But it was real.
Every bit of it.

And even now—
after all this time—
you are still the ache I carry,
the name my heart whispers
when no one is listening.
May 23 · 61
Days to remember
Byeol Writing May 23
I don’t want to remember the sweetest days—
not your smile, not your warmth.

I want to hold onto the days you hurt me,
the silence, the absence, the sharp edges of your words.
I want to hate you,
just enough to walk away without looking back.

But nothing is working.
Not hate, not forgetting.
Not even pretending.

Because deep down,
I know I never showed you—
not enough—
how much I loved you
in those days.

And now,
it’s terrible
to carry these feelings forward,
to move on with my heart still rooted
in yesterday’s soil.

I want to remember the bad days,
the cold,
the pain,
the distance—
anything but the way you loved me once.
Anything but the way
I fell.

Let me remember the pain, not the love.
Let me remember the hurt, not how deeply I loved you.
Because that’s what I need to survive this.
May 22 · 72
Still near
Byeol Writing May 22
We fought, we lost our way,
But I still remember the days.
Even through the hurt, the tears,
You were the one I held most dear.
No matter what we couldn’t say,
Just having you close, was enough, anyway.
In silence, in those quiet moments shared,
I knew you were the one who truly cared.
Now, when I dream, you’re still there,
A presence that comforts, beyond compare.
We try to talk, but words fall short,
Yet just being near, was the truest sort.
Time has passed, but I see it clear—
The warmth of your presence, always near.
Not in anger, not in regret,
But in the love we had, I won’t forget.
May 22 · 54
Dreams
Byeol Writing May 22
In my dreams, you’re always near,
Your presence calm, your voice so clear.
We don’t speak much, but that’s okay,
Just having you close takes the pain away.
We try to talk, but words don’t come,
Yet I feel your warmth, like the rising sun.
It’s not what we say, but what we share,
In that quiet space, you’re always there.
I wake up wishing you could stay,
But I know dreams can’t lead the way.
Still, in my heart, you’re never gone,
A memory that lingers, quietly drawn.
I miss you more than words can say,
But in my dreams, you’re here to stay.
And though we can’t speak, I know it’s true—
In that silent world, I’m still with you.
May 22 · 94
Beyond the parting..
Byeol Writing May 22
You weren’t just a person; you were a feeling,
Part of every moment, every breath.
Fights and laughter, just being together—
A treasure I’ll hold onto forever.
You were the spring that brought me joy,
The bloom that made my life bright.
I did know those days would fade,
When the time came, we had to part, leaving memories in my heart.
I’ll hold you longer than I’ve known.
And now time has passed, and things have changed,
But that feeling, it still remains.
For your memory is my heart's true home.
I can let go of them, maybe someday,
But not the feeling—not ever.
May 22 · 56
Distant star
Byeol Writing May 22
Through whispered words and silent sighs,
We built a world beneath the skies.
We fought, we hurt, we drifted far,
But still, you shined like a distant star.
No matter the battles, no matter the pain,
Your nearness was where my heart remained.

In moments of silence, we found our space,
In each other’s eyes, a familiar place.
Though words may fail, and time may flee,
Just being near you was enough for me.

Now in my dreams, you softly appear,
A presence that brings both joy and fear.
We reach for words we can’t quite say,
But your warmth stays, in every way.

I carry you with me, not in regret,
But in the love we shared, the things unmet.
No matter the distance, no matter the years,
You’ll always be close, in my heart, my fears.
Poetry for missing the loved ones

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