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Treading Water
We sit across from eachother
Our hands clasped tightly over the table
And in this moment we have everything
And yet we have nothing at the same time
Eyes locked on our targets
I can see your soul
It's calling me like a beacon
And I feel awoken
We lean in closer to this moment
Feeding off the energy like vultures to flesh
I could drown in those blue eyes
If I ...
Thursday 22nd February 2024 12:09 pm
cobwebs
there’s cobwebs
on your side of the bed.
not the same bed,
across state lines
in a town by the coast
where no one knows our names.
I am afraid to disturb them,
to make a space as unfillable
as the miles between my window
and the haunting moon.
I am afraid most days,
as memory slides into silk shadows
lurking on the edges of rest
like cobwebs
on your side
...Saturday 3rd February 2024 8:50 am
Wednesday
Wednesday was always our day
The only constant across the many variations of “us”
Drinking as friends in the pub
Drinking as “friends” in the pub
Your hand on my knee in the pub
Definitely more than friends in the pub
Kissing in the pub
Sharing our scars in the pub
Falling in love in the pub
Laughing less in the pub
Difficult conversations in the pub
Crying in the ...
Wednesday 31st January 2024 7:19 pm
The splinter inside me
The memory of your love remains like a splinter inside me
I can get by now most of the time, with it undetected
But every so often it will still catch on something and snag
The essence of you has gone through me like a thread through the eye of a needle
I continue my life, with you stitched into everything that I do
It gets heavy, carrying around the weight of this loss
I remin...
Tuesday 30th January 2024 11:00 am
Home is where the heart is
We have something
I know this because I keep trying to tell myself it's nothing
To help me walk away
But we always come back like the tide to the shoreline
Coming back to you is like coming home
Coming home in the dark of night when you've left the light on
The rush of warm air that greets you as you step inside
Close the front door behind you
Home
You were my home
Monday 29th January 2024 6:08 pm
Oxymoron
How can one be so consumed by emptiness
Isnt that an oxymoron
The presence of your absence is felt always
We talk in terminal language
Yet it still feels unfinished
A connection was made which cannot be undone
I am forever changed
Your love is not unrequited
See there are things we still share
Monday 29th January 2024 12:45 pm
Last Lies
I told you I wouldn’t write you any more poems,
And in that, I lied
For don’t you know
You’ll always be the apple of my eye
However this poem is different, it’s unlike mine
I mixed others I’ve read
Hoping you’ll someday see what has been said
May you read the rhymes and know it’s me
But the mix-up of phrases I wanted you to see
That despite my best efforts
The...
Wednesday 17th January 2024 1:47 pm
Desperate Despair
I am trying to move on
As I’ve realised this time you’re truly gone
But what am I supposed to do
When everything reminds me of you?
Every day, I have been searching
For you, my lonely heart has been yearning
With a pit in my stomach and a lump in my throat
I found your account and now I know
All my suffering has been in vain
My broken heart and all my pain
I...
Sunday 14th January 2024 6:21 am
Lost Love
Words cannot express the pain
I feel at your hands once again
My entire heart has been torn apart
Smashed on the ground into tiny shards
Like the Christmas ball that bore our names
Scattered over the floor, all in vain
And while I hurried to pick up the sharps
I looked up only to watch you laugh
In my desperate attempt to fix what’s broken
For you to tell me I’m...
Wednesday 3rd January 2024 1:22 pm
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