#heartache
I want to do bad things to you, so wild, so rough that I can’t seem to put them in words.
- unaiza n, until the sun begs us to stop
you’re just a knife twisting in my heart, the burning wounds on my skin. I’ve been trying to write about leaving through the rusted door of this never ending July. but I’m so blinded by the ember sunsets, the hazy lights in your eyes. exquisitely miserable for you – I can’t even move one foot out, or finish the empty verse.
- unaiza n, I can’t leave - I don’t want to.
there are still poems, left undone in the book that we didn’t close right. one of us has to keep writing them - one of us has to keep the words bleeding.
- unaiza n, why couldn’t you be the one to keep us breathing?
but what is love if it doesn’t wreck your soul and haunt you?
- unaiza n, ruin me in the name of love, will you?
I’ve created a small town out of my sadness, and named every empty home after you.
- unaiza n, after you.
but my love, I’ve shed much more than just tears for you.
- unaiza n, blood, sweat and ink
I literally cannot believe that so many people go through heartbreak it is such an awful feeling ???? Like i can’t stop feeling empty and crying and feeling like someone is stabbing me in the chest over and over again and i look around and think about how many other people went through this and I’m like damn , that’s so much to go through, especially if you’ve been through it multiple times. Basically i hope it hurts less and we figure things out even if it seems like the end of the world ( it feels like that for me right now ) but I’d like to think I’ll be okay and even happy again sometime . I’m so proud of everyone slowly slowly making it day by day.
I have an endless supply of tears
It’s strange to think I once thought this way, and now I barely believe in anything good. But something about knowing I once felt this way, makes me feel that there is hope I can again. And when you have hope, you have everything. en @weheartit.com - http://whrt.it/Xsfmxi
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I could not help myself -pull myself out of the state of constant wallowing. You had left the town with a significant piece of my existence. I waited and I waited -knowing you’ld be somewhere far -laughing and drinking it away with your chaps. But I knew, deep in your heart, you could not get rid of the longing that needed my presence, somewhere close to you. The melancholy had befallen us. Our death was inevitable.
And the worst part is I think i’d come running to you if you asked. Knowing full and well the emotional abuse you put me through. How little you were moved by how I felt about it all. I didn’t matter, I wasn’t even a factor, not once did I cross your mind when you made your choice. Days go by and we don’t talk like we used to. You don’t need me anymore because you have him right? Just completley forgot what we had and what we could’ve been. That’s alright though. As the days go by I can feel myself getting over it. I don’t hurt as much as I did. As your grip on me weakens my hold onto my sanity and will strengthens and one day i’ll have the power to shatter these chains that bind and restrict me from feeling for someone else
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Pleasure turns to the pain
Of the lessons learned from the strain
Of the questions burned in my brain about whether love is humane in its touch
These thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit
Fighting a current hurtthat kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
Chaotic because the anchor of Eros’ arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation
Separation not as simple as the distance between us
My mind no longer possessed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they’ve cracked the foundation of what we once shared
Allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river
Ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from its mothers arms
I’m left surrounded in darkness, but I refuse to be swallowed by it
My loneliness like the night air; invisible to the eye, obvious to the touch, in its cold uncomfortableness
Yet If I could do all over again
I’d do it in the same skin I’m in
To lay down and let love die, just stay down and let love lie
No, no, no, no, not I
I’d rather stay ‘round and let love fly
Even though I’ve seen its darkest form; deceit
Nothing else could taste this warm or feel this sweet
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Have you ever once stopped to think that maybe no one is walking out of your life..but instead you’re just pushing them away? Friendship, love, and companionship aren’t things people just walk out on. If you can honestly sit there and say “If you want to walk out on me then go ahead, I won’t chase you.” Then it’s really you who is walking out and you who are pushing them away. If you can just let someone “Walk out of your life” as you claim and not chase them then that says one thing. That bond you shared meant nothing to you. It meant so little to you that you just got tired of it and pushed it away. There is no such thing as heartless however, lies, false friendship, carelessness are all too real.
you met me with a heart that was cold due to the painful lies i was told. you warmed me up and made it melt. but you took a step too far and set me on fire. now it will never glow again, you fucking liar
i don’t hate him i just hate the memories that come with him
i’m over it now so you can finally tell me how you really felt without any guilt
i made you a playlist and you made me a promise that you broke
tell me when and where and i’ll be there
always
it took me long to finally understand that you didn’t just not know how much i was hurting, you simply didn’t care
