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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…? why… her… not… me…?
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.
Feb 28, 2025
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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
Mar 21, 2025
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and i made a song about you but it’s also about me and no one will ever hear it its called my thoughts and its not actually a song but the way music flies out of your mouth makes me want to say sweet nothings as i put my words with yours like a torn up half read book you keep by your bedside table that you tell yourself you’ll get around to. i play fast and loose with my actions around you, and maybe it’s too much even for me.
i try to distract with overconsumption of digital content thst just fucking overwhelmes me and gets in the way of anything getting done.
you’ll never read this by the way. but can i recite the pages of senseless amateur poetry i wrote about you?
i never really belong anywhere, and i camouflage into a current residence until i trick myself into thinking i truly know the people i’m around. it happened once, the effect that is. im not there anymore, and i hope those people don’t hate me like i hate myself for leaving. this isn’t about you, just me rehashing horrible guy-wrenching emotions of a past (if you can even call two years ago the past), and things i don’t talk about.
im the most observant person ever, and you wouldn’t expect it. i’m so sensitive, i pick up every little movement someone does and i overthink everything thst happens before and after a conversation, guilt racks me after any social gathering and i wonder if i said anything wrong.
but there’s so much to be grateful for life is so so beautiful im so lucky to be alive and have this device that i’m emotionally giving myself to and have given my life to. i love love, life, and people and i already made a long post about this im not reiterating. and i love how i can see you everyday and stand on the sidelines as your hype man in your game of love, ill hold the water bottle of my unrequited longing, ready to serve drops of my musings of you only to accidentally pour myself onto you.
Mar 26, 2025
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Feb 5, 2025
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omg its my 19th bday todayyyy!!! i❤️my bday! i❤️spring!! i❤️trying to hold onto my last year teenage year for the fear of growing up!!!! abt to make a "depressed" bday playlist to encapsulate my teens
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Apr 1, 2025
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some scandalous emotions have been stirring in my head and its not like i can share it w anyone!! im slowly writing again and im debating on sharing it on here cus i don't think they're that good :0
Mar 19, 2025