Caught your scent in a sidewalk breeze,
Coffee steam and old daydreams.
It hit like glass but didn’t break,
Just a whisper my heart couldn’t shake.
Helmet clicks, a memory ride,
I see brown eyes and pause sometimes.
But that old curiosity has died.
I walk the street where you first said “hey,”
Feels like yesterday, but I’ve changed
Sometimes I’m glad you’re gone,
Other times I’m not that strong.
But it already stopped hurting
That’s how I know I’m moving on
You played The Weeknd on repeat,
Now silence feels like a heartbeat.
I traded tea for coffee lies,
Told you once but now I’ve switched sides.
Back to tea, back to me,
Dark circles fading quietly.
I go on dates with just my soul,
To places we once dreamed as goals.
And now I name the cars that pass,
Spot bikes like a second glance.
You left that habit stuck in me
Strange how small things choose to stay.
Was it love or was I blind?
Now I see with clearer eyes.
You left your shadow, not your name,
But I no longer feel the shame.
Sometimes I miss the high we had,
But I don’t want you back that bad.
It already stopped hurting
And I think that’s worth learning.
That guitar string we bought back then,
Still looks strong, but won’t pretend.
The tune is gone , it’s time to change,
Like hearts that learn to rearrange.
Friends say I’m quieter, more grown,
They don’t know how far I’ve flown.
I still carry bits of you,
But I’ve made more room for truth.
No, I’m not ready to love again,
But I’ve made peace with where I am.
I know you don’t deserve a song,
This one’s not for you, it’s for me
For the phase I fought to get through,
For the strength I had to see
So here’s to ghosts that smell like home,
To walking streets I walk alone.
You were a storm, I was the sea
Now I just breathe.
And that’s enough for me.
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Empty Heart (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
Wow. Just wow. How gorgeously rendered, chock-full of imagery, deliciously rhymed, its bittersweet poignancy wafting like steam whisps are wont to do, the whole so very, very beautiful. I love, love, love it. Thank you so very much for sharing.
Thank you so much, Im really glad you liked it
A lovely write reflecting back on a relationship having worked through the pain and sadness, and just being happy with who they are and where they are, nicely expressed and written
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You are very welcome
A poem of moving on and growing. Nicely worded.
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You are most welcome
“You were a storm, I was the sea ….”
This is a great comparison. The storm comes out of nowhere and unleashes its fury, whipping the sea mercilessly, creating monstrous waves. The waves themselves are liable to cause damage elsewhere. But the time of the storm is limited. The moment will come when it will have to peter out. The sea resumes its former quietness.
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