Category: poem

Regular

“To you I’m just collateral damage in your endless battle to find yourself.”

Isabelle F.

Regular

“It has always seemed strange to me how you tape all your memories to the walls of your room. As if they would slip away if you didn’t see them every day.

The ticket from our first concert together that still has indie music seeping from the paper and ink.

The picture of the Eiffel tower you took in the winter during a particularly dark acid trip.

The plastic entry bracelet from the camping site where you got so wasted with your friends you lost the night sky.

You cover your walls with tokens of happy days. Tokens of love and adventure. Tokens of heartbreak.

But souvenirs can only last for so long, darling, and, loneliness clashes horribly with white paint.”

Isabelle F.

Regular

“You promise yourself fear will never stutter in your heart.

Not ever again.

You’ll cling to neon dreams and iridescent fairytales.

Hope will stick to your honey lips and turn every word they grace into courage.

You’ll be so goddamned brave, light will have to make room for you.”

Isabelle F.

You are, without a doubt, my most wonderful mi…

You are, without a doubt, my most wonderful mistake.

We say ‘I love you’ as an excuse to keep hold…

We say ‘I love you’ as an excuse
to keep holding onto lies disguised as promises.

We say ‘I love you’ like an apology
for all the pain that
we will cause each other.

We say ‘I love you’ instead of goodbye to pretend leaving wasn’t always the plan.

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