Heartbreak Poems
Cricket Eulogy (as the Bullfrog Croaks)
by Goose and Nothing Else
Lay my bones in the strawberry field—
Between rows of dusty leaves and Evening’s sunwarm fruit—
That she might stumble on an ivory phalange,
And know me by its sorrow.
Hold it, dear, my hand in yours,
and rest
With I returned to you.
defeated by memories
by SJ K
Sometimes it feels like my tears are more like a waterfall than drops. And like my eyes are merely sponges, already full, because when the slightest memory of you comes to mind, tears are always ready to fall.
But how else could it be when a part of me is dying? Maybe already dead? Decaying?
Sometimes it hurts my heart to breathe and think and live, and what and that it is keeping me alive feels more like a dense weight when my life itself is now one unknown, without you.
But how else could it be as the memories that once fortified and shaped it become distorted and reconfigured, melting into deeper places, out of reach for the sponge that my eyes have become, tucked away, since the memories that once brought me joy are now attacking me?
And after eight years, this army of memories has built quite an arsenal. Enough to defeat me, perhaps.
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Your Muse
by Carol Bullard
Fill me up with dirt
Because I'm a soiled princess
Waiting for you to throw me a bone
Your lust is barely disguised
With a thin veneer of romance
Just enough to pretend it's about me
We both know you are the star
The burning heart of the universe
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Broken Promises
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
What happened to us...
My dear sweet girl...
You wanted a ring...
With a diamond and pearl...
You said you always...
Wanted to be my wife...
That you would love us...
Now and throughout our life...
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J
by Snakes And ladders
I had a little crush
On a guy I thought was perfect
Never thought I’d make a first move
But then it just so happened
That I did
We met up when I saw him
We laughed we talked we got home
He kissed me softly
He held me in his arms
Next week he started texting
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A Thousand and Thirty
by Nad Sof
A thousand and thirty days,
Since I first felt that spark—
The butterflies, the rush,
The excitement lighting up the dark.
We shared the simplest things,
A laugh, a smile, a late-night call,
And in those moments, in the quiet,
We had everything, after all.
They say, "How can you miss
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Will you remember?
by Drew H
Will you remember me ten years from now? Will you remember the time we first fell in love? Back then was so long ago, I’m sure the memories are already fading from you. Will you remember sitting under the blossoming tree in the spring of my front yard, or has that memory already left you? It’s been some years now, I wonder if you’ll remember gazing up at the stars together. I wonder if living next to the house I used to roam brings up any unresolved feelings in you, or if those thoughts never cross your mind at all. Our most recent love was far different from the first. The first was so pure and innocent it’s hard to see how we ended up like this. We ruined that dynamic, and I can’t say I’m entirely upset by that. I am thankful I got to experience a whole other side of you, I only wish it had been for longer. It feels as though our time together was ripped out of my hands with no time to process, and the whiplash still hurts. I felt deeper for you than anyone else before you, and I will carry that with me forever and always. So I ask of you, will you remember?
Will you remember how you held me? Will you remember my laugh, or the color of my eyes, or will those fade too? If not for the videos I’ve saved of you, I’m sure they would have faded from me too. Will you remember how you kissed me, or the way our bodies seemed to fit together like puzzle pieces intertwined, meant to connect? Everyday it seems that our love for each other fades away, slowly, one piece at a time. It hurts, knowing how good our time was together, but how quickly and ugly it ended. But my time with you will always be bittersweet to me. I wonder if you feel the same? I suppose I may never know how you truly felt, and a part of me is grateful for that. I have far too much to say and yet none of the words, so this is all that I can offer. I wish you well in life, though I only wish our time together had been far different. And I hope you keep the memories of us close, so as not to let them fade away completely. We both broke our promise, but maybe it was meant to be this way, my love.
Im sorry and thank you, goodbye.
90. I often stop to think about where you might be
by Kea Campbell
I often stop to think about where you might be.
I stare into space and wonder about how we buried our dreams without saying a word.
And when the came and you said you were moving, I made sure to leave you first.
It's the insecurity of enjoying life alone that guts me to my core and rattles me deeper than bone.
I can't say I don't think about us 5 years ago.
Drunk under the stars with your arm as my pillow.
It wouldn't be true to say you didn't treat me right.
But it wouldn't be false if I said that sometimes when I was with you, I felt colder than winter's driest nights.
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Just another
by an observer
I hate my low moments.
Those moments when I try not to but my eyes find your name and my finger dial your number
These days it never goes through anymore
All I hear is a beep then a silence I will never fill with words
I dont want you to pick up.
I dont want your voice to warm up my heart again.
It grows so cold in the silence thereafter
Against my better judgement I keep dialing.
Hoping you'll pick up yet praying that you wont.
I really hope you dont use the kind of phone that stores calls that didnt get through
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705 Days
by Nad Sof
It's been 705 days since I last felt truly at peace,
705 days since I was with the one I loved the most.
And still, I’m convinced I’ll never love again the way I loved you.
You were the reason I stayed, and in a way, you still are.
I stay now, for the slim chance that we might cross paths once more,
That maybe one day, we’ll meet again.
But deep down, I know I need a reason to stay here,
Other than just holding onto the hope of seeing you,
Someone who belongs only in my past.
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