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#poems of heartbreak
stuckupinmymind · 11 months
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mytearsarethestars5 · 2 years
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You shot me, only to wonder why I bled out onto the dirt until I was empty.
The blood has seeped into the earth and there is nothing left for you here any longer.
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pink-heart-writes · 26 days
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i hope my absence gives you the peace my love apparently never could
- nick <3
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lipikkawrites · 2 months
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If life can remove people you never dreamt of losing, it can replace them with someone you never dreamt of having.
-@lipikkawrites
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florifer · 6 months
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will i always be this angry?
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One day I will stop falling in love with you. Until I do, I'll be thinking of you.
k.b. // laufey, philharmonia orchestra - let you break my heart again
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Words I’m trying to forget (38/?)
To whom it may concern:
You ever get this overwhelming feeling of loss regarding someone who it seems like you cared about for but a fleeting moment?
Me, too. And it hurts.
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missinyouiskillingme · 10 months
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delicacysblog · 1 month
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“what was the most pain you have ever felt”
healing from someone, i once thought i would heal with
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despondentbeauty · 6 months
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It’s okay to still get sad about something you thought you’ve healed from.
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nighttime-thoughts · 14 days
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Please tell me i'm not as forgettable as your silence is making me feel.
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maybe-itsforthebest · 2 months
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- j (x)
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mytearsarethestars5 · 2 years
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When did I fall out of love with you?
I couldn’t really tell you exactly when. It didn’t end with a bang, or even a whimper. It was quieter than that. It was every open silence when my heart asked you to see it. It was every broken promise, when you’d promised next time would be different. It was finding more comfort in another mans lust than in your supposed love. It was realizing you’d never even learned my favorite constellation, nor made it a point to see it with me in my favorite place that resided less than a five minute drive away. It was looking outside on a rainy day and not wishing you’d stay dry being my first thought. It was seeing something saucy I wanted to try, only to deflate when I realized you’d inevitably just shut me down yet again. It was buying a toy I’d always wanted to use with a partner and had expressed to you, only for you to be utterly disgusted when I suggested we use it for the first time. It was buying hundreds of dollars in lingerie, only to never be asked to be seen in it, and feeling horribly frumpy and gross in it once I plucked up the courage to initiate it myself. It was asking to wear matching clothes, only to be told that idea was childish and “not worth the time”. It was feeling like I had to kill certain parts of me to be lovable to you. It was silently choking myself down until I was nothing but a shell, yet still being impalpable to you. It was looking at other couples with nothing but envy, and a desire to be loved like them. It was accepting that I’d never make up for the mistakes I’d made in the beginning of our relationships. It was granting grace to you with yours when I was never afforded that same forgiveness. It was staying when you begged, only to be punished in turn. It was crying to you weekly, monthly, yearly, that I was rotting from the inside out. It was accepting that I would never be lovable to any of those around me. It was realizing that I am better off alone, and learning to love myself the way I desire since that’s all I can depend on. It wasn’t loud, though my cries were. It was quiet, soft. It was me laying my head down in my subconscious dream world, at the feet of someone who doesn’t even exist anymore. I don’t know when I stopped loving you, but it was probably when I learned I needed to start loving myself first - since no one else ever had.
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pink-heart-writes · 26 days
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now i am forced to somehow un-love you. as if i never craved your touch, your kiss, or simply your presence across the room. i am forced to pretend this heart is not longing for your return. we are now two strangers who shared a past, and an imaginary future together. i am forced to dry my tears at night and make myself believe this is for the better. my arms no longer have a home. and your absence will forever torment my soul.
- nick <3 (i am forced to forget us)
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lipikkawrites · 2 months
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Time does not heal your grief, it teaches you to how to wear it.
-@lipikkawrites
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fieldofdahlias · 3 months
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