im gonna start dumping my poems on here, even if no one sees them. i just need somewhere to put them LOL

poem 1

“you grew flowers”

in the garden of my soul,

you planted roses within my lungs,

their innocence reminding me of your gentle presence.

sunflowers flourished in the depths of my belly,

their warmth spreading like sunshine in my core.

a daisy sprouted in the fertile soil of my mind,

it’s petals whispering your name in every thought.

a tulip blossomed in the sanctuary of my heart,

it’s vibrant hues mirroring the intensity of my love for you.

they evoke a sensation

that spiral through every

fragile

bone

twisting, yearning

within the sanctuary of my chest

each time your memory wanders near.

crushing, suffocating,

your thorns inflict wounds that linger

even in your absence.

ive tried to uproot these blooms,

to rid myself of their haunting beauty

that root me to memories of you

but one resilient flower remains.

so i pluck these petals gently, whispering,

"you don't love him,

he doesn't love you,

you don't love him."

ive secretly written you a thousand poems

and this is my last, 

i swear it,

i must release you from my heart and set you free

and myself from this ache,

for i never truly held your love.

you never loved me,

and i accept now, you never will.

with this farewell, i embrace the bittersweet truth,

that love, though unreturned, has shaped my soul,

and i will find peace and comfort in letting go,

to bloom anew in the light of a love that is truly mine.

poem 2

“friends old and new”

the final act of love is letting go,

a painful truth that time will show.

a bond once strong now torn apart,

had left an empty space within the heart.

we shared our dreams, our hopes, our fears,

through laughter, faith, and countless tears.

but as the years wore on, we changed,

and slowly, our paths rearranged.

where once we walked in step, aligned,

now silence fills the space we find.

friendships lost, bonds betrayed,

in shadows, the memories fade.

yet in this darkness, hope still gleams,

for life is rich with second dreams.

in time, new faces come to view,

with open hearts, connections grew.

through seasons change and time's embrace,

new friends have filled the empty space.

in them, i found the strength to see,

a brighter path, a place for me.

they see the wounds, they feel the scars,

they offer light like guiding stars.

through kindness, warmth, and shared delight,

new friendships form, a brilliant light.

they mend the trust, they heal the pain,

in gentle ways, like soothing rain.

with every laugh and tear we share,

a bond that's new, beyond compare.

though memories of what once was hurt to fade,

new friends stand strong, undismayed.

they help to heal, to start anew,

with strength and love, they see me through.

for friendship's gift is ever vast,

it grows and changes, heals the past.

in letting go, i found my way,

to brighter dawns, to a new day.

with every moment, step, and word,

new hopes, new dreams within me stirred.

in time, the hurt began to heal,

with friends who made life feel surreal.

we built new dreams, we shared new laughs,

in winding roads and twisted paths.

their presence like a light to my soul,

they made me feel again, made me feel whole.

for friendship’s strength lies not in length,

but in the love that gives it strength.

in letting go of what was lost,

i found a bond, a bridge recrossed.

so while the old may be no more,

new friends gently opened and walked through the closed door.

they built anew what once was broken,

with every kind and loving token.

the final act of love might be to let go,

yet, you have to cherish those who help you grow.

for in their hearts, a space you’ll find,

a home for wounds, a healing kind.

with every step, each laugh, each tear,

new friendships grow, more dear, more clear.

in letting go, new bonds are sewn,

with friends who help you feel at home.

so here’s to friends both old and new,

to those who've stayed, and to those who've flew.

both i’ll always cherish and hold in my heart,

but one i will make a home for and the other i will allow to fade away,

and finally let myself really begin this new start.

poem 3

“our dream”

in this universe, we went astray,

but maybe somewhere else, we found our way.

the farm is there, the laughter true,

and every sunrise feels brand new.

full of gardens, golden fields,

harvests born from care they yield.

trees stretched tall, green and pure,

a home we’d crafted, safe and sure.

a life so simple, yet endlessly bright,

with laughter that carried into the night.

the hum of the earth, the songs of the trees,

a place where we’d rest, at ease with the breeze.

i’m sorry i wasn’t ready then,

to plant the seeds and tend with them.

you gave so much, i let you down,

i let weeds grow where roots had bound.

now, i tread paths with others beside,

yet your presence lingers, a guide.

the fields are different, the faces new,

but the heart of my new home is rooted in you.

thank you for the dream we never made,

for the vision that never could quite fade.

i hope you find your own fields of gold,

where dreams are warm, and love takes hold.

and maybe, one day, when the fields are in bloom,

when the air hums softly with life’s gentle tune,

i’ll feel you there, in the wind and the sun,

knowing, somehow, our dream isn’t done.

poem 4

“the light and the star”

fingers stretch, yet space divides,

two hands apart, where hope resides.

yellow burns, a fleeting flame,

pink glows soft, yet aches the same.

once the light was warm, divine,

a glow that softened every line.

yellow like the warmth we chased,

pink like hope, now misplaced.

once a bridge of hues was cast,

a fragile bond, too bright to last.

the colors trembled, hearts laid bare,

but now they fade into the air.

you reach, i reach, our hearts collide,

but fate’s cruel hand pulls us aside.

the yellow fades, the pink turns pale,

a fleeting warmth, a mournful tale.

pink still whispers love, while yellow cries,

both dimming now beneath the skies.

still, i reached, though my hands were torn,

chasing a love that’s left me worn.

the warmth we sought, now lost to night,

the stars once bright, no longer light.

even if the light must part,

pink and yellow burn in the heart.

for in the dark, we’ll always find,

the colors lost, and hearts behind.

a fleeting light, a fading star,

i reached for you, but you were too far.