Breakup Quotes

viewed through sleep stained eyes, in a space between imagination and reality, a message was received: if you're tired or if you're having a difficult time you can come back to me anytime. you should know that.




Like if you are still 
on  witty,

I haven't been on witty since high school
is it still a thing or am I here for a lost cause?
saw you again after a while. you were happy to see me but my body language gave me away.
let's not bump into eachother. 
i. learning to love is

a          l     o     n     e     l     y          t     a     s     k


i am not 
loved like that

"no vacancy" hangs over my chest

"we have no room in this ghosttown for you"

ii. tempted
to trace hot lines of desire
streaking my sheets red
blistering beneath bluejeans

iiiyou were made for labor, not for love.
i whisper, 
pulling compression socks over swollen toes.


you were made for labor, not for love.
i hum,
silence nestling herself into my ribcage.


not for love. not for love.
my mouth is empty.
the endless warehouse shelves vibrate from boxes running along the roller tables,
tumbling head-over-bubblewrap into a truck driver's delivery route.


the bowed steel groans crookedly, promising
only for labor. only for labor.


iv. i've dreamed of summer romance.

how fitting i spend my time in a box
taping boxes shut
sending taped boxes into larger boxes
leave in a wheeled box
to come to a box where somebody lives.

my body-box is damaged goods
where is my sell-by stamp?


v.  i cannot learn to love.
i am only fit for labor.

i set the table for three:
my body-box, loneliness, and silence.

i do not make dinner.

best to leave the table unsatiated.


-help wanted, apply within (no vacancies)


original by shedreamer






AND IF YOU'RE FEELING LONELY YOU SHOULD TELL ME






BEFORE THIS ENDS UP AS ANOTHER MEMORY



 
 Format © dontsellyourselfshort




Broken strings cause you play me like a violin. Shame on me for all your seven deadly sins. Had it all but you craved attention. Drowning in your own reflection.

 


& YOU'LL ERASE ME
BUT I'LL ALWAYS
BLUSH FOR YOU
- - - - - - - -
when I want to hurt myself, I just think of the ways someone could love me. 
my imagination can float through the clouds,
but when its time to come down..

its a crash landing.


 
an emptiness, a shattering
ache
ache
ache
ache
ache
ache
ache
“i could see exactly what i was going to give up, exactly what this new self-knowledge would not save me from losing. [...] for the tiniest fragment of a second, i saw the bobbing heads of two small, black-haired children, running away from me into the familiar forest. when they disappeared, they took the rest of the vision with them.

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