and then there is
Who is supposed
to make me “Happy.”
Then there is
Who is supposed to
make me “Normal.”
And lastly there is
Who the doctors say,
“Should fix me up right away.”
After all these pills
there won’t be anything
left of me anyways.
I lost the love of my life,
I know it’s utterly cliché to say,
but I’ve never been in love
until I met him.
I know I’m young and I’ll eventually love again, but he opened my eyes and made me see how beautiful the world is.
I felt so deeply about him that I hated it when other people would use the word “love.” To me it felt like no one else knew what love meant like how I knew it.
He and I tried continuing our relationship long distance after I went away for school and we drifted apart.
He is in my every thought,
I look at the trees rustle in the wind
and I remember when we sat underneath the limbs
and the sun would shine
through the shadows and how it would hit his face. I could die in that moment and I would be content.
I fell in love with every aspect of him.
My breathes of oxygen felt thickened with affection when I was in his presence and now I’m suffocating.
Sorry, for such a long response.
Aren’t we all in someway? But yes, I am. I have a tragic flaw where I invest love too deeply, then when I lose it, I no longer feel human.
I love seeing your feelings through the portal of words, that’s beautiful. I’m such a hopeless romantic, you’ll be seeing more and I would love to hear more from you as well. :)
Wow, your words mean more to me than the ones I write to escape insanity. Whoever you are, thank you. I appreciate everything you’ve said to me, it truly helps me live on. You are my reminder for why I write.
all over my body
Each of my limbs
Tremble and shake
Like a corpse
I’m losing my mind
Control of my actions
My breaths are shallow
But my sorrow runs deep
Anxiety instead of sleep.
I know… And it’s okay, I cannot control their lips nor their minds. I just wish I could control my heart, I don’t want to feel inevitable to doomed emotions again.