Submissions by HeavenlyBlaze
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry is my release for emotions. Each post, I can only get better- in poetry & mentally/emotionally. My work deals with a heartbreak that I went through not too long ago, but I try other topics as well. I'm open to anything if you are :) xoxo
Am I crazy?
Am I crazy to still feel this way?
I can list the date of basically everything that we've been through.. The first day we met, the first time we talked on the phone, first argument, all of the days we stopped talking. I can tell you every date, with a detailed description on why it happened.
I still remember full conversations that we had together.. Word for word. I remember exactly where I was when we had these conversations. I can still remember the feeling that I had when you first told me you loved me.. More than three years ago.
I still remember the first...
I can list the date of basically everything that we've been through.. The first day we met, the first time we talked on the phone, first argument, all of the days we stopped talking. I can tell you every date, with a detailed description on why it happened.
I still remember full conversations that we had together.. Word for word. I remember exactly where I was when we had these conversations. I can still remember the feeling that I had when you first told me you loved me.. More than three years ago.
I still remember the first...
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Unanswered questions..
What happened to the love you had for me? Why was it so easy for you to walk away from me? You never loved me.. Did you?
Why was it that I was always the one that loved more? Why couldn't you show me that you loved me and that you cared about me? Why was that so hard for you?
Why is it that I know everything about you, but you couldn't answer a simple question about me?.. Even though I told you every little thing there was to know about myself.
What made him better for you than me? Why was he the one you picked? Was I not enough for you?...If I would have been an...
Why was it that I was always the one that loved more? Why couldn't you show me that you loved me and that you cared about me? Why was that so hard for you?
Why is it that I know everything about you, but you couldn't answer a simple question about me?.. Even though I told you every little thing there was to know about myself.
What made him better for you than me? Why was he the one you picked? Was I not enough for you?...If I would have been an...
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Strange Addiction
You were my strange addiction.
When I would not speak to you for a short amount of time, I felt like I was going through a withdraw similar to drugs. You were my medicinal marijuana. You made me forget the pain and stress of everything going on in my life.
I was addicted to you. I was hung up on every word that you would say. I was enthralled with the way that you viewed things. I was high off of your laughter and your scent. I was hooked on the sound of your voice and the innocence in your eyes. I was intoxicated off of your thoughts and your values. Every little thing...
When I would not speak to you for a short amount of time, I felt like I was going through a withdraw similar to drugs. You were my medicinal marijuana. You made me forget the pain and stress of everything going on in my life.
I was addicted to you. I was hung up on every word that you would say. I was enthralled with the way that you viewed things. I was high off of your laughter and your scent. I was hooked on the sound of your voice and the innocence in your eyes. I was intoxicated off of your thoughts and your values. Every little thing...
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Every detail..
I still remember every detail about you.
I remember the way you would emphasize certain syllables when you would speak, the way that you would drag them out for the few extra seconds. I remember the vibrations in your voice when you would talk to me, and I remember the broken pitch that you would show in your voice when you were too upset to speak.
The color of your eyes soon became my favorite color for the simple fact that they were the only thing that I ever wanted to look into again. Your voice was the only noise that I wanted to hear for the rest of my life, your voice...
I remember the way you would emphasize certain syllables when you would speak, the way that you would drag them out for the few extra seconds. I remember the vibrations in your voice when you would talk to me, and I remember the broken pitch that you would show in your voice when you were too upset to speak.
The color of your eyes soon became my favorite color for the simple fact that they were the only thing that I ever wanted to look into again. Your voice was the only noise that I wanted to hear for the rest of my life, your voice...
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