One day
I will stop looking at your photos
I can finally delete them
Forget about them forever

One day
I will stop looking at places
I can stop romanticizing them
Stop thinking about dates

One day
I will block your contacts
Your socials, your emails, your texts
So I can stop checking everyday

One day
I will smile again
Laugh with friends and family
No need to fake it anymore

One day
I will throw away your things
Toss away the gifts, the letters
Clearing up my home

One day
I will meet someone new
Who will love me, accept me
Better than you could ever have

One day
I will stop loving you
I can finally let you go
So it can stop hurting

One day
Someday
Just
Not today

i am so sick with missing you
my body aches in your absence
all of the loveliness in the world reminds me of you from kind smiles of strangers
to the sweet songs of the birds in the mornings
you’re everywhere
you’re everything

It's such a cold feeling
Turning around to show you something
Excited to make you smile, to share with you
Only to remember, embarrassingly so
That I still have that bad habit
Of turning towards someone who isn't there anymore

All of my demons stayed quiet
Because we all loved listening to you

Fingers trace the pages, hearts untold,  
Aching where the fiction burns her skin.  
Touches linger longer than they should,  
A spark too fierce to quiet deep within.  
Lust is not a whisper—it’s a scream.  

Yearning swells in every glance, unchecked,  
Every fleeting brush ignites the flame,  
And still, she drowns in all that she expects,  
Ravaged by a hunger with no name.  
Never his, yet bound by his embrace,  
In his arms, she burns and lets him take,  
Nothing quenches longing’s cruel embrace,  
Giving in to what she’ll never break.

your absence, like a wound, will rot and fester until the skin around it is raw and hot
but the love i still have puts a bandaid on, and insists it’s just a scratch
the love i still have, like a doctor, gives me a shot while making sure i look away so I don’t see the needle entering my skin
the love i still have, like a shot, runs through my veins, making sure not an inch of me stays painful
the love i still have, like a vein, is in every part of me, carrying the blood to my heart and my brain
the love i still have, like my blood, keeps my body and mind alive, making sure i can love, hate, laugh, and cry
the love I still have, like my body, carries me to everywhere i go
the love I still have nurses my wound until it only festers when it is stabbed by an absent memory, and will nurse it all over again

it's hard for me to let you go,
you look like an angel
--a deviant against God,
beautiful and forbidden
--against impermanence

ever-lasting;
a taste of ambrosia
a touch of Midas; gold
--yet rarer than the birds
that seem to circle around
--your crown;
not of thorns,
but early morning dew

and the fruits you bear;
not of love,
but grief
--and indelible prints
pressed on your skin...

you make my heart beat,
for once it never moved,
until my shadow was seen.
it's hard for me to let you go.

What if I waited?
What if I didn’t drag it for so long?
Or was it our destiny
To touch the sky and
Fall back to Earth, split apart?
Caged somewhere
Forced to love and be abandoned,
Did they lead me to Ogygia?
Is this my destiny?
To be stuck in this
Land of nothing,
Trying desperately to
Make someone love me
The same way I love them.
I’ve been tangled
In this cruel life of sorrows,
And intrigues I didn’t ask for,
And anger I can’t contain.
I can’t get out, help me.
Did I give you enough time?
Can I go back home
And make the same mistake
Once more?
I am willing to burn my skin,
The wounds have healed,
The scars are still visible
But they don’t hurt anymore.
I want you to remind me
Why did I suffer so much
And I lost myself to love you.
Put me through Hell once again
Make me agonizing,
My ***** trembling
By the fatigue of not kissing your lips.
Let me touch your flame
And the hole you left in me
Will be filled.
If honesty didn’t work out
I’ll try with patience,
But please don’t slip from
My grip again, I might die.
You condemned me
To live an empty life
Longing for your embrace,
Why did you choose me to
Torment, of all people?

I love you more than anything.
Now,
           I’m breaking apart to the
                                                        ground.

I’m wasting my minutes
                                            And hours,
                                                                  And days
                                                                                      And weeks
                                     Andmonthsandyearsand—

I love you more than anything.
How,
          could you be so
                                        everything,
                                                              anything.
How
          could you love
                                      someone,
                                                        something
                                                                            like me?