
The Aftermath
I water the plants on my windowsill.
I wish I knew myself the way you know me.
I moved to a share house so I could be all alone.
I wish I knew myself the way you thought you knew me.
I’m too tired after work these days to worry about anything.
I wish to God, that I had never known you.
Twin Flames
You were all I wanted from the moment I saw you.
And you love her,
And all I can do is burn and burn and burn.
Because goddamnit, I love you too.
We’re meant to be together
Not in this lifetime, maybe the next
I’ll find your soul in every lifetime until we find the one in which we were meant to be.
We’re sick in the way that two people seem to share an illness.
It belongs to neither one of us,
But you make me feel as if the sky is on fire and all I can see in the bursts of the flames is the reflection of your face.
You are hatred and you are love,
And you all things I need and want and despise.
But that’s the thing about twin flames, isn’t it?
They always end up burning each other to the ground.
Adulthood
I don’t feel all that much hatred for you anymore, or love for that matter.
I only feel pity, im sorry your father never gave you the skills to love us.
But of course,
There’s no one left to save our childhood selves,
Except for the version of us that exists as adults.
The adults never did the right thing, but theres still time to change that.
I wish you had saved yourself, so I wasn’t stuck saving the both of us.
Sobriety
Mum, it feels as if the summers coming back.
I think I’m going crazy again.
If I stopped feeling so deeply,
If I stopped being such a hopeless romantic,
I’d have so much more time to write,
But I’d have nothing left to write about.
About the Creator
Del
writer and artist
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Poetry, creative stories, essays and book reviews




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