XxStarxX:
You're in your house, chasing smoke with your dad, while I’m by the lake, throwing stones into ripples, where my body should be. You’re waiting for me, but I’m finally realising— I don’t want to be found— Not by you. I swear I’ve tried, maybe that’s what ruins me— ‘Cause the thought of your hands feels heavier than warmth, and I can’t find the words— maybe we were never meant to last. No one tells you how to break a good man’s heart— once You've folded love into something so simple, That it slips through your ghosts, Turns the bars to water, and frees the feeling trapped inside So I write my goodbye a thousand times, then slip out the back door before I change my mind, looking you in the eye. Your father will blame you. Old men with money and no mercy always do. I know this, and I’m sorry. I want to believe one day we’ll laugh in a parking lot somewhere, but by tomorrow, you’ll hate the sight of my name. We’ve caused each other a strange kind of pain, opened wounds we don’t know how to close. I love you— But not in a way that can make you happy. --- I was sort of going with the idea that the narrator is in a relationship with someone she cares about, but she’s starting to realize it’s not a romantic love, even though he loves her deeply.
theydontknowally:
this is really good and I got the idea of what you were trying to get at. I feel like I felt like this before but maybe not, jus a similiar feeling. you're poems are always good and the luh story behind them is always deep and meaningful.
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Very good as always
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