Best Breakup Quotes This Year

& YOU'LL ERASE ME
BUT I'LL ALWAYS
BLUSH FOR YOU
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AND IF YOU'RE FEELING LONELY YOU SHOULD TELL ME






BEFORE THIS ENDS UP AS ANOTHER MEMORY



 
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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?
FEELS LIKE A LIFETIME JUST TRYNA GET BY





 
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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.

I'VE BEEN HOLDING BACK
TEARS, WHILE YOU'RE
THROWING BACK
BEERS


 
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YOU MAKE EVERYONE LOOK LIKE THEY AREN'T ANYONE





 
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soon you'll be able to sleep well again. the sadness will be swept away in one blow. you'll eat proper meals from now on too. everything will fall at your feet. a new sun will embrace you, a new moon will watch over you. soon a spark will light up in your chest and you'll forget all the bad things. as i stroke your cheek and hold you close, i can't help but think how natural this is. of course even at this parting, comforting you is a must. 
I fell in love
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






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