#sad love poems

[demuss]

The only way I can have you is through my poetry. These words are what I find my comfort in.

[howtomakelovestay]

will your name

someday stop sounding

in my head

as beautiful?

the trap i fell

all by myself.

your waist,

your hips.

magic.

you were magic

and i was dust.

[junexsleepyy]

I’ve loved you for so many years, yet you haven’t noticed it by now.

[minimalizm0]

Wszechświat wiedział że przestaje mi na czym kolwiek zależeć, więc zesłał mi ciebie. Wypełniłaś całą moją pustkę, jednak gdy odeszłaś, pogłębiłaś ją, stała się jeszcze większa niż zanim cię poznałam.

[thecringepoet]

you allow me to feel my humanity,

i feel a soul inside of me;

growing stronger with each shared moment.

pull me back to my reality,

as i have been drowning in technicalities,

a reality of immaturity,

a reality in which nothing has to be real.

please pull me back to you,

as i feel myself falling astray,

pull at this loose string;

though it is a temporary comfort.

i will allow myself to succumb to this temporary love.

march 11 2024 6:05pm

[hyouka-m]

You are my muse,

who reminds me of sunset views

And ocean blues

You

My sole addiction.

You are the dream I wish to pursue

The only one I can’t refuse,

You

My sole obsession.

You are the one I didn’t choose

My fate, who I never want to lose

the place where hope and magic infuse

You

My sole exception.

[onherway]

Come Over

[stillgrowingwildflowers]

I want to write something so well that you hear it from miles away. like the melody of an old desert song - true grit - I want your friends and family to find it first; worship it, roll the words off their tongue, burn it in their memory, tattoo it on their body without knowing it was me who wrote it. and when they bring it up in conversation you'll be plagued by the intrigue - make your knees weak - who is this mystery lady - I want to peel back her skin / break open the bone and peer inside. and in it you'll find the same love you've been running from.

@ whereshegrows / the worst of me

[maiawrites]

The way anxiety clings and infuse itself into your skin.

Wrote this after listening to a song about two people splitting up which really resonated with me and thought why not write something about the emotions you experience when someone falls out of love with you. @Maysunwrites

[bloodintoink-blog]

Loveless

You can love me all you want

but never, never blame me

for what it brings forth

I will pray to everything anyone believes in

that you never love me

and help anyone who ever did

When I read love poems

I think I'll never feel them

I won't say I am loveless

but my love's worthless

I love in the dark, like shadow, like ghost

I can't stay in love, I think it hurts the most

I think I've never felt anything

which doesn't feel like a knife stuck at my throat

I bet you think you could love me

but you don't know my antidote

Such a tragedy it is to love me

Such agony to hold m𝘦

Do you feel the void in my kiss?

Do you taste the saltiness on my lips?

Don't I taste like metal, like blood?

Do you smell the smoke in my breath?

Can you savour the venom in my mouth?

Can you breathe it back?

Can you take it in?

Can you feel the love turning black?

Can you feel the life draining out?

What is love when it dies?

Is it love if it dies?

—𝓓

[demuss]

I will continue to love you because you're you, and I'm me, and in every universe, I am born to love you.

[kagsjournal]

Love is a strange concept.

I find it odd, So why do I still yearn for it?

Love is painful. Love is frightening.

Many fall in and out of love.

Why do I want it?

Why do I want to love?

Why do I want to love someone?

What is wrong with me?

Am I unloveable?

Am I even capable of loving someone?

Could I love their flaws and all?

Am I spiraling?

What do Lovers do?

Could I picture myself as one of them?

Why do I yearn for love?

I’m spiraling.

- kags

[wreckedheart]

“so I wait for you like a lonely house

till you will see me again and live in me.

Till then my windows ache.”

― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

[sophia-serpico]

You are the sun that brightens my day

The moon that guides me through the night

The star that twinkles in my eyes

The breeze that caresses my skin

You are the melody that fills my ears

The fragrance that delights my nose

The flavor that satisfies my tongue

The touch that soothes my heart

You are the dream that I long to see

The reality that I wish to live

The fantasy that I dare to imagine

The miracle that I hope to witness

You are the love that I yearn to feel

The passion that I crave to share

The devotion that I pledge to give

The happiness that I seek to find

But you don't know how I feel about you

You don't see how much I care for you

You don't hear how often I think of you

You don't sense how deeply I love you

And maybe you never will

Maybe you have someone else in your mind

Someone who makes you smile like I do

Someone who holds you close like I want to

Someone who loves you back like I can't do

But I won't give up on you

I won't stop loving you with everything I have

I won't let go of the hope that one day you'll be mine

I won't forget the joy that you bring to my life

Because you are everything to me

And I am nothing without you.

[minimalizm0]

bycie problematyczną nastolatką ma po prostu swój klimat/vibe, ale poza tym nie ma nic w tym dobrego, to autodestrukcja w czystej postaci

[lostlibraryofwriting]

Love aims to split me open.

It carves away at me and is revolted when emptiness spills out before it.

Tears of helplessness escape me at the familiar sight.

I have tried to rectify myself in vain.

Time and time again history repeats before me.

The vicious cycle devastates me each time.

Bearing my scars before it,

Love forsakes me.