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Ashlee Marie Jul 22
Your eyes speak to me,
Whisperings of lust,
I view the tragedy,
With my love fufilled eyes.
Babakagolo Jul 22
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Am I beyond saving?
Is this silence permanent?
Is this pain just penance in disguise?
or is it the weight of change dragging me forward?
The truth is—if I change,
I want it to be for her.
Not for the next empty word called “love.”
I want it to be real this time.
Not performative. Not reactive.

We were passionate, raw,
a force to be reckoned with.

We waged war with hearts still tethered.
Fitted like puzzle pieces carved in chaos—
Two magnets caught in a dance of push and pull.

Still, we were a team. A twin flame.
Bonnie & Clyde.
We loved with force and vibrance.
Peace, and malice.
Wicked and delighted.
We were not the calm,
but the storm that washes away the pain.
So, I pray in the quiet corners of my mind
that she’s somewhere, doing the same—
growing, healing, hurting, hoping.
That this is the cocoon phase.

Before the miracle of us begins again.
Odalys Jul 19
He was an amazing man, kind eyes and gentle hands,
Who’d bring me laughter, quiet nights, and softly whispered plans.
But shadows lingered in his mind, unseen to passing eyes,
A fortress built of doubts and fears, beneath his calm disguise.

I’ve got my scars and fractures too—I’ve never claimed perfection—
But his were chains, invisible, that tightened our connection.
Rules wrapped round my spirit, lines drawn in shifting sand,
Until I wondered, with aching heart: Does he know who I am?

Almost four years we wove our lives, our memories entwined,
Yet somehow he could not see the woman at his side.
He dreamed of someone quieter, someone easier to hold,
Not this wild, bright, restless soul who can’t be shaped or sold.

My heart still breaks to think of him, his laugh, his sleepy grin,
I mourn the love we almost had, the way we could have been.
But freedom called me gently home to rediscover me—
To dance, to breathe, to sing my truth, unbound and finally free.

I hope he finds what he’s searching for, a peace he couldn’t find,
But deep inside I know the truth that echoes in my mind:
It wasn’t me he needed, and no matter how I’d try—
I couldn’t be the woman who would live inside his lie.

So here I stand, with tender grief and sunlight on my skin,
Healing, whole, and hopeful for the life I’m living in.
For all the pain, it was worth the cost, this freedom fierce and true—
A chance to love myself again—and live as someone new.
Ashlee Marie Jul 18
I listen to break up songs full of hatred and rage,
wondering if you listen to the same songs and think of me,
but I hope you don't, since I had wanted to be with you until old age,
unfortunately for the best, I was forced to set you free.
Ashlee Marie Jul 15
Fck you for hurting me when you promised you never would.

F
ck you for being so inconsiderate.

Fck you for not trying to fix us, instead, leaving.

F
ck you for not being my friend after, like you said you would be.

Fck you for moving an hour away.

F
ck you for making all my favorite songs, TV shows, and movies make me think of you.

Fck you for being my dream.

F
ck you for my whole family knowing and talking about you like it doesn't hurt.

Fck you for being okay without me.

F
ck you for making me fall in love with you.
Sorry for strong language, and sorry it's not exactly a poem, just felt important and poetic to me a bit.
Ashlee Marie Jul 15
You tell me you'll love me forever,
More than anything,
forever.
maybe "forever" meant something else to you,
like "until next month".
unfortunately when I promised forever,
I meant the "forever" kind of forever.
maxx Jul 14
you were my forever once
until you ripped it from my hands
and gave it to someone else

now even joy has your fingerprints on it

i am loved again
by someone who deserves me

but when they say marriage
i hear your voice not theirs

my body remembers
what my mind begs to forget

i want to say yes
without thinking of you

i want to wear white
without feeling like a ghost inside it

how do i love someone new
with a heart you made afraid of love itself

i know you do not deserve this power

but trauma is not about who deserves what
it is about what remains after the fire
yeah...times are rough
Jean Jul 12
As much as I tried to erase you from my world
Faint marks of you still remain
Maybe it was someone eating your favorite meal
Or someone wearing your backpack
Maybe it was the ticks I developed
From watching you remain broken
Sometimes I am reminded of the season that was us,
And wish it had passed sooner

Maybe it was the words I used to say to you
Or the floor upon which our bodies aligned
The glint of you lip piercing,
The coldness of metal upon my tongue,
Remains as I gaze down
At the sight of the crime

Because it was a crime
What you did to me
Addiction was inevitable
You kissed me in doses,
Satiated me,
Gave me just enough for the moment
Yet not enough to last

I pray that the next time I
Listen to a song
Eat a meal
Or entangle my body with someone else
That you never appear in my mind

Cause if I see you again,
In mind, spirit, or body,
I will be reminded of the remainder of your wreckage
I may have removed the bullets,
But the shrapnel still remains
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