How you know

alwaysbda:

when you’re sitting side by side, 2 inches apart,
but it feels like you’re 100,000 miles away from each other.

when his hand touches yours, and you pull away.
no longer yearning for his warmth and his touch.

when he kisses your lips, and no matter how much you hope for it,
there are no sparks and you feel cold inside.

when your heart no longer aches for the sound of his voice,
and you’re no longer waiting for his call.

That is how you know, that you have fallen out of love.


al-livelovelife:

falling out of love is hard

al-livelovelife:

falling out of love is hard



26letterscombined:

"Broken heart" by me.
For the wonderful person who requested a poem about moving on from someone who broke your heart and was your first love. And that even though you continue to check up on him to see if he misses you, you know he doesn’t and that you have to let go.

26letterscombined:

"Broken heart" by me.

For the wonderful person who requested a poem about moving on from someone who broke your heart and was your first love. And that even though you continue to check up on him to see if he misses you, you know he doesn’t and that you have to let go.


26letterscombined:

"Holding your hand" by me.
For the wonderful person who requested it.

26letterscombined:

"Holding your hand" by me.

For the wonderful person who requested it.


26letterscombined:

“Ignored text message” by bgt.

26letterscombined:

Ignored text message” by bgt.


26letterscombined:

"Craving you" by me.
For the wonderful person who requested a poem about loving someone who doesn’t remember you.

26letterscombined:

"Craving you" by me.

For the wonderful person who requested a poem about loving someone who doesn’t remember you.

(via 26letterscombined)


26letterscombined:

"Not ready to let go" by me.

26letterscombined:

"Not ready to let go" by me.



I don’t want to write about
you anymore. I don’t want
you to take up any more of
my headspace. You don’t
deserve the free rent. You
are cruel and immature, like
an vengeful child that is both
loved and feared. I have spent
so much time begging for your
approval, keeping bloody
notches on my wrists and
thighs every time you put me
down. I want to finally be freed.
Michelle K., I’m Starting To Hate You. (via michellekpoems)

lovemontoya:

Maybe it’s the only way for us to work. 

lovemontoya:

Maybe it’s the only way for us to work. 


26letterscombined:

"A million miles away" by me.
For the wonderful person who requested a poem about missing someone even though they’re right there.

26letterscombined:

"A million miles away" by me.

For the wonderful person who requested a poem about missing someone even though they’re right there.