#love poems
“The truth is, I loved our love more than I loved you.”
“I never see things as they are, only what they could be. So, can you blame me when I look at you and all I see is love.”
“I just want to belong to someone. I’m tired of waiting.”
“Falling so madly in love with you is a tragedy. Nothing in my world will ever seem so beautiful again.”
“I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.”
“When I’m with you, love needs no explanation. It just is and we just are.”
“What do you think the meaning of life is?” she asked, staring up at the stars. “To love and be loved,” I replied.
“I’m not a complicated girl”, she laughed, “I just want to run away with you, rob a bank, fall in love and eat ice creams in Paris.”
“Your heart is what keeps mine beating”
“She wasn’t looking for a fairy tale, just to feel a little less lonely.”
Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
E. E. Cummings - 1894-1962
somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, I and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of it countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
Film enclosed - Hannah and her sisters
Short bare Analysis - “somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond” is one such poem. At its most immediate level, it is a poem that honors an inexplicable mystery: how, through the experience of love, one human being can awaken something in the beloved that nothing or no one else has ever managed to touch.
“How did you know you when you loved him?”
“I have this thing where I ask myself how long it would take me to get over a person if they left me in that moment. And usually it’s a month, maybe two. But with him it was like, if he disappeared right now? Years. I wouldn’t be the same, ever. I already feel like a piece of my life is missing just thinking about it.”
S.A // Conversations About Love #9
i wish i took the time to read your mind
and count all your freckles splattered
across your cheeks
as we pass the time.
i wish i could crawl
inside your skin
hear the voice in your head
begging to let me in.
docile.
complacent.
you’re so damn special.
and i fucking hate it.
„I hope there are days when your coffee tastes like magic, your playlist makes you dance, strangers make you smile, and the night sky touches your soul. I hope you fall in love with being alive again”
“ -‘Oh, flowers again! I guess there’s someone out there that really adores you’ - said Paul slowly approaching me. ‘Yes, I bought them for myself’ - I answered smelling the scent of the bouquet of carnations I got from the flower shop near my house - ‘And I think I am going to buy them more often’ ”.
— healerorkiller
a tuft of grass
the salt in the seas
will forever last
She was a bright girl. She knew what she wanted, and she knew exactly what she didn’t. She was easy to know, but difficult to work out. Mature for her age, with bright - misleading eyes, filled with innocence; contrasting from the crimson red that constantly coated her lips. Sending mixed signals without even opening her mouth. A burning soul and a freezing heart - contradicting herself from inside out. She’s a paradox. She’s careless, but she cares all too much. A love that once filled her heart, leaves her aching and longing. A passion that consumed her, leaves her cold and distant. A smile that was once permanently etched on her face is now vacant, left hard and bitter, non existent.
I set myself on fire just to keep you warm.
The distance between you and I was heavy. It was a weight of a world between us, a wreck waiting to happen. It was more than just a long car ride, a trip on a plane. It was silent pauses on the phone, it was text messages full of nothing but words replaced as action. A smiley face in place of a kiss, a heart in place of a hug. So many nights I’d stare at the phone wishing to see your eyes. Pillows took the form of you, blankets became arms, and your voice was the only lullaby I could fall asleep to. There was always empty space around me, a seat never taken, a spot never filled. A hand never held. One thing was constant, and that was your absence. But love overtook the longing. And the thought of you, the truth that we were under the same sun, the same sky, was enough. Your body, over there. Your heart, here. Always here.
Isabel Cabrera
Shaky hands, a dew settled on my palms. Holding you felt like my wrists were broken, I’d never be strong enough to keep you from collapsing. And maybe bones can’t be a shelter that protects us from what we can’t see, but it can be a comfort. And maybe my fingers twitch and tremble, and maybe my nails can’t dig any deeper, and maybe my body goes numb, and maybe my hold falls soft; but my soul will settle into yours. My breathing will become a song to soothe you sleepy. Darling, I will tie your heart on my sleeve, wear it as my own. Protect it like a home. You can fade into me, I will help you rise against the night. You can sink your secrets into my skin, let your mind be free again. I will carry all the chaos I can, in my arms you will never slip. With my love, you will never starve.
“I love you with all my heart.”
“I don’t think change is such a bad thing. We grow up, we learn new things, we experience new feelings, and we change. That’s just part of life, change is good and change is needed.”
“I can tell the way you looked at me was different. Because you looked at me, the way I looked at you. And I looked at you as if the whole constellation had put itself within your eyes.”
“Always search for both the good and bad in people. Because if you’re only looking for the bad qualities within someone, that’s all you’ll ever see in them.”
“I guess I’m not really over you if I still search for you within other guys.”
“The eyes follow the heart. In other words, though you might not realize it, the person your eyes so effortlessly find and admire in a crowded room, is the person that has your heart.”
The smashing of plates, the slamming of doors, the punching of walls. It’s all domestic violence. It’s start of a burning wick that leads to a horrific end. These objects that we hit, are placeholders for people we aren’t allowed to hit. And one day, those placeholders don’t do the job anymore and you end up laying hands on your partner. A push turns into a punch, which consequently turns into smashing them against the wall. Which at the end, most or some of the time, escalates to murder.
If you have anger issues, please make sure you don’t release it onto some objects or something else. Learn to deal with your anger yourself. Go out. Get some air. Sit down. Take some water. Take deep breathes. In and out. And then tell yourself that this mere smashing the door, punching the wall, smashing the plates can turn into something bizzare later on in your life. Seek therapy the earliest if it isn’t working, because you need to let go of this toxic trait before it ruins your, and your partner’s life.
I think, being an average and not so good looking person, you tend to be more sensitive about other people’s needs and feelings because you have been through people not being able to meet your needs all your life and you know how it feels to be left unwanted every single time you express your emotions.
Therefore you develop empathy and a sense of care towards anyone close to you. That, most self obsessed people don’t. You never leave them feeling unwanted for you have felt miserable because of that sole feeling all your life. You start putting their feelings, their needs ahead of yourself.
And i don’t know if it’s noble, or stupid. But it’s the way it is..
- Asteri Elias
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Droom maar, kleintje
heel ver weg
droom maar lekker
je eigen weg
in een land vol wensen
en roze bomen
geloof voor altijd
in je eigen dromen.
You are too well tangled within me. Every cell in my heart holds some of you darling. The only way to unlove you would would be to rip it straight from my chest. Even then, it may still beat on.
Eternity is not long enough
You could be the most perfect woman in the world, and he the perfect man. That does not mean you are the perfect people for each other.
Venus de Roux
