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in a garden where the roses wither and tulips grow limp where colors have never been touched by the enchantress above in a garden covered with vines soaked in tears, slowly suffocating forget-me-nots but not a grass blade stepped on buried 6ft underground lies the hope and faith that once ran through my bloodstreams when's it gonna be my turn? **i wrote this at night when i found out one of my ugly guy friends got into a relationship before me LMAO i haven't been in one since 2021. no shade to him i just lost hope (still somewhat feel the same) lmk any critiques u have thnx!
Mar 22, 2025

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there's no standard treatment for a broken heart. i sigh quietly to myself, thinking i’ll actually find an answer on how to heal a broken heart on google it all began five years ago, when i finally started spending time with him—the boy who seemed to shine a little brighter than the rest. he was the kindest, the prettiest, the one who made my heart feel lighter just by existing. and he wanted to be my friend. how could i not fall? kept the friendship up for a couple of years and my crush for him grew even stronger. sometimes he would come up in my dreams and then i would try to summon fate itself—manifesting, wishing, aching for him to love me back. because, as every girl knows, there is always a phase where we believe the universe listens. and so, i rinsed and repeated, hoping one day, he would look at me the way I looked at him when we messaged or meet up, he felt like my twin flame. a connection so deep, so natural, that i convinced myself he must feel it too. he understood me, and i understood him but i never felt that he liked me as much as i liked him. and then, it ended—not with a dramatic farewell, not with a grand confession, but with silence. I ruined it in my own quiet way: fading out, withdrawing, blocking him, letting the messages go unanswered. I stopped reaching out, and so did he. it was as if we had been a story left unfinished, pages ripped from the book before the final chapter could be written it has been four months since we last spoke. and now, he has a girlfriend. may I add—throughout our years of friendship, he never had one. situationships, yes, but never something real. yet, here she is. not me. the day I found out, it struck me in a way I hadn’t expected. I had let him slip from my thoughts, let weeks pass without missing him—until I saw what I had once longed for, in the hands of someone else. I hadn’t realized I was still holding onto the dream until it shattered before me. now, my mind drifts to what could have been. I picture myself in her place, feel the ghost of a life that was never mine. would he have loved me, if I had held on? if I had tried? was I ever good enough for him? wasn’t I pretty enough for him
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? time is meant to heal. i know this. but this wound runs deep. losing someone you once felt connected to in the deepest corners of your soul is a quiet kind of grief, the kind that doesn’t announce itself loudly but lingers in the spaces between thoughts. my heart feels heavy, my soul even heavier but today, i miss him more than usually. i’ve fallen to deep, so now every time i think of him, i will miss him deeply.
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you know, all i like to write about is love.  writing is easier when it’s about your own personal experiences of grief, of pain but love is the beautiful dove of the two  released at a funeral, released at a wedding. , because the definition is different for everybody. — the trees rustle again tonight, and the wind gently taps on the windowpane, begging again to be let in and my thoughts race farther and faster in the night than a pure-bred, hot-blooded racehorse, bucking wild for the first time my mind buzzes, stricken like a gong, reverberating in the quietness of tonight as i drag myself closer to you, you reach out for me, an unspoken, gentle and devout prayer, asking for me in the unspeakable words conveyed in a whisper through actions – i promised you a fantastical world of your own, where you are safe, through my own creation. i have created for you in the heart of my own somewhere for me to love you,  fully and infinitely with all of myself. if this is not where you are safe, then there is nothing else. –  word by word and sentence by sentence i create dreams i would never tell anybody not even under the skies of a cloudless night. when i sleep, i tuck my hopes and sadness under my pillow and hope a fairy will kidnap it and place in that spot something i should need more. but night after night, my dreams just macerate in the container of my heart. soon, i will drink them like an elixir of truth and what i am afraid of will come
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M-M-M-ME I AM oohhhhHHHMYGOSSDSDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD PLEASE JUST LET ME PLEAD MY CASE I HAVE COURTSHIP IM NOT A LAME PERSON YOU KNOW THAT ABOUT ME AND I WOULD NEVER LIKE A STORY TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL I WRITE POETRY ABOUT YOU I GET NERVOUS WHEN IM NEXT TO YOU YOURE IN MY DREAMS GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT GRT OUT I WOULD BE SO NICE AND CARE FOR YOU AND ID LET YOU BE YOURSELF AND I WOULDNT MESS IT UP I PROMISE PLEASE YOURE SO SMART AND PRETTY AND I GET LOST IN YOUR EYES I CANT BE SROUND YOU ANYMORE AT THIS POINT YOU IT HURTS OHHH GOD MY HEART SWELLS AND DROPS AND THRNS AND TWISTS AND THRASHES AND BEATS A THOUSAND MILES A MINUTE AND OH MY GOD YOU CANT KEEP DOING THIS TO ME I HATE HOW NICE YOU ARE AND ILL NEVER TELL YOU BUT I HOPE YOU READ THIS ONE DAY pleasepleaspelwaseplwaspelwasepleasepsleaplseaplseaplseapleaseplease today i cried for a lot of reasons it was inexplicable i long for so much you’ll hate me if you find out
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