Hey, I existed. I laughed at your jokes even if they weren't funny. I listened to you when no one else cared. I may not be the most beautiful girl in the world, but I have a beautiful heart. That heart, I gave to you so willingly. I placed my heart in your hands, as if it was nothing but a piece of paper. I gave my heart to you as if it wasn't fragile. I gave my heart to you as if it didn't even matter. Despite that you've been long gone, you could call me at any hour of the night, and I would find you - no questions asked. No matter what you needed, I would drop everything for that moment. And you say that girl doesn't exist? I fell in love with your stupidity. The way you tilted your head when you didn't understand. The way you listened to my idiotic comments at any given time of the day. The way you were crazier than I could ever be. The way you poured your heart into everything you did. The way you pretended not to care about people, when in reality, you cared more deeply than I could understand. The way you were so smooth with your words, that I never dreamed you would leave. The way I'm still staring at the door you walked out of, knowing that you will never come back, but hope has yet to embark. The way you made my heart melt when you explained how you truly feel. The way I still feel when our eyes meet across the room. The way my chest hurts when you walk pass me oh so graceful. The way I felt when you said that girl doesn't exist, and you have no idea that you let her go.
This was quite a powerful, poignant beautiful poem. I loved it, and I have been in a smilier situation. Doing so much for someone, and they do little for you. But despite that you still long for them. Incredible write full of emotion. Great Job!
Oh wow, this is deep and intense.. It's so hard when you wish they could just look into your eyes and see... but then again.. if their that dense are they worth keeping?? xx Excellent write...xx
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your poem is a reflection from the reality... A very common experience that most of us get through.. which simply gives the reader the ability to relate to the poem... and I am loving all those sentences which start with "the way"... Well-done
That was really touching :') I liked all the lines you started with 'The way you...' - the repetition really helped get the meaning across. Lovely, emotional work, well done :)
I'm Hannah, a 23 year old who loves art, animals, people, traveling and nature. I write poetry, songs, and stories. I write books but for some reason I never finish them. I can't write a poem unless I.. more..