A open heart

Hello guys! I want to hear a romantic experience you had that either ended badly or was the happiest moment of your life. It should be emotional and honest. But other than that there are no rules, have fun ^^

~forget you not


Well if there is a reason
Left to please you
I don't see it
If your mornin'
Isn't filled with the sun
You're the reason
I always run
You took my feelings
And they are gone
Should've seen
all the warnings
No use in cryin'
Inside are you dyin'?
Babe, I took you
Babe, you melted my heart
We were only at the start
And I never meant it that way
Those are not my words,
the ones I meant to say
I still care
And if you'll agree
That no love is fair
Then we can go anywhere
But if you run
Babe, we haven't a prayer
And all I can do
Is set, helpless and stair
But pass along my thoughts
Let me not stay a memory
I hope  you have done forgot
But you, I will forget not.

mysterious exit

am now your ex,so u say,
the seventh one i presume,
the rest all dead i ascertain,
is it just bad luck?
or a mystery unsolved?
a sacrifice in disguise?
or natural cause may be?
an open investigation it is,
and closed leads they are,
the truth so untrue,
its a whirlwind never ending,
and more will still fall,
for your tongue is so sharp,
and your arms the boobytrap,
hold it right their shedevil,
i will find out why you tick,
and that will be the end of your reign,
so dark it has been,
so many deaths you have caused,
the sorrow is all untold,
but the end will be all glorious,
i aint gonna die,
not until i see u dead,
and dead you will be.

Thanks  for starting this off ^^

It started well
But ended in hell
This is the saddest
Of stories I have to tell

Of my romantic adventures
This one hurts the most
A tale I never remember to forget
It comes like a haunting ghost

And fills my mind with laughter
That comes with rolling tears
Was once my happiest chapter
In a life of many stress

See I was this lonely dude
Back in my high school days
Without beauty or glamor
Teased in so many ways

Then in my lonely little world
Something special surfaced
Something I can call true love
A gift of mercy and grace

Apart from the plus to my status
And a touch I never knew
Her simple ways changed me completely
My life was totally renewed

Her presence brought me confidence
Never did I feel alone
Even in her absence
Her presence filled my soul

With joy and gratitude
From every feeling we shared
Not jeopardizing our innocence
In all our childish cares

One day she came to school
Her looks a shattered mess
I have never seen her like that
Broken and utterly vexed

Hugging me she broke again
And the bombshell fell
Instantly I connected to her pain
I was finished I knew that well

From then it was a bitter countdown
Soon we will never see each other again
She was moving with her family to Jay town
A part of me was going away

I no longer went to school
I sat back home and cried
Once in a while she visited
"I'll be fine" I lied

And the night before their departure
Her last visit was a surprise
She appeared like an angel
But with sorrow-filled eyes

Embracing each other one last time
We cried and made promises
To always remember each other
Hoping oneday we will see

But that was the last the story of their crash
Left me in a shattered state
Every hope of ever seeing her again
Was erased by their sad fate

So my first love died
Something in me died as well
Even now I can picture her smile
I can feel my head swell

 I open my eyes to pure darkness. As I stretch I can feel the soreness threw out my body. I roll over only to hit her with my hand. I jerk away fast and wait she doesn't move. I go to the edge of the bed. I start feeling around on the floor. I grab something that feels like shirt and out it on. It turns out to be hers I sneak out into the kitchen praying no one wakes up. Last thing I need is her aunt seeing me like this. Not good first impression. I get a huge glass of water and finish it in one gulp. I can see a glow coming out of the room and when I open the door she's up. I smile and turnto the mirror but before I can she tells me to stop " What?" I ask feeling nervous,

"You look beautiful" I laugh and blush and walkover to the mirror

" That's the first time you ever called me that I've always ben just cute or pretty"

" That can't be true.. well you are beautiful I'm sorry for never telling you that."

i take off the shirt and let out a little yelp.

" What ? What happened?" I'm looking at my body covered in hickies, burises, handprints, and bite marks.

" Holy shit" she says as i turn to look at her." I'm sorry but if your planning on picking up girls I don't think its going to workout." It's her turn to look in the mirror and what she's looking at is hickies, bite marks, and nail marks. she smiles "Guess Imma have to wait awhile too" I laugh and start to pick up my clothes and get dressed. She quiet the whole time just watching me. As Iapproachthe door to leave she says " Stop! Where you going ?"

" I don't know home most likly why?" I'm still hopefull

"Umm well... Nothing I guess bye."

and I walk out not knowing that that would be the last time we ever would see eachother.

                                                                       The end

My love for you clearly ran dry. The distance between us was a simple mistake. We take it slow. A day after a day.visualize our love together we fantasize our live chat to stay with each other. The presence of future was so clear in my eyes. I fell. I wondered deep into your love. You had me believing that your heart was mine. I wasn't ashamed your beautiful and another like you I never wish to find. I committed my soul, my truth and my youth..... 10 years have past I still dreAm about you. What happen to that young love we once had in the winterest of nights you lay awake, ear on the phone till the last breath you'd say, I'm sleeping now and dreaming by your side. Love. This feeling I have for you is real. This feeling I can't deny. It's like you knot up my stomach and give me butterflies inside. With you it feels like I'm flying and as I'm flying you are the only one who can catch me. I land on you. I land on you. Your soft fluffy cloud is my pillow for tonight. Your voice is the echoes of my ceremonial delight. This feeling is a jukebox. You vibrate my heart I feel the thump of love like a bambi and rabbit You are the one I trust. Lay with me. Lay with me one last time make this night my swampland and promise with you. You will always lay mine

Wow! I must say these poems have sad and also beautiful twists to them. I can tell that either the man or woman in yourives was very important to you at some point and still is.  I can tell it's going to be hard to pick a winner.

T’was never me just using you.


T’was never me just using you.
Never just to get me off.

Never just because,
I won the “game”,
Or played the “game” well,
Or even,
Just because I wanted it.

That was never,
Why I paid for dinner,
Or the movie,
Or took you dancing.

The holidays,
The trips,
Together,
When we spent some of the time,
“Together”,
But most of the time,
Being,
I thought,
A couple on Holiday.

I made certain you always,
Always,
Came too,
Most often, first,
And usually several times,
To my once or twice,
In our together times.

It was never only about me,
And my “needs”.
Or, at least, I thought not.

It was never when you were only willing,
I thought I was certain,
That always, you were wanting it with me,
As much as I wanted it with you.

You were never just a friend,
With benefits;
You were never just a booty call.

For me it was a step on the path,
We were traveling,
In becoming,
Not two separate,
But two together,
One.

So imagine,
My distress,
When I got your,
Wedding Invitation,
In today’s mail.

I'll tell you
 
I'll tell you what you were.    
 
You were a notch on my bed post,    
locker room bragging rights.    
 
You were a cunt to receive my dick,    
a receiver of my wet dream's emissions.    
 
You were a blonde to follow the redhead,    
not as good as the brunet.    
 
You were way too short, barely up to my chin,    
not fun size at all.    
 
Your boobs were so small, most boys have more,    
couldn't fill a training bra.    
 
You were skinny, arms bony and legs gangly,    
all skeletal angles and points.    
 
You were a slippery mouth with a wet double jointed tongue,    
that swallowed my cum.    
 
Your mop head's hair, never combed, much less fixed,    
made good handles to hold your mouth around my cock.    
 
Your eyes were out of a cartoon, shadowed like a raccoon,  
one green and one blue.    
 
Your fingers were anorexic, without the grip of a noodle,    
barely good to stroke me before I entered you.    
 
Your ass was something to grip with my hands,    
as I unload my cum inside you.    
 
That's why I ignored you when I was with my guys.    
 
So why did it shatter my heart, cause me to sink to my knees,    
and wish I could die?    
 
When you walked out of my life, with a tear in your eye,    
and whispered over your shoulder,    
"I loved you."

The Struggle of the Modern Day Shulamite.
i]"Dark am I, yet lovely,
   daughters of Jerusalem,
dark like the tents of Kedar,
   like the tent curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not stare at me because I am dark,
   because I am darkened by the sun.
My mother’s sons were angry with me
   and made me take care of the vineyards;
   my own vineyard I had to neglect."
 
-The Shulamite, Song of Songs.
 
 
 
 
 
It's funny how I can always write about you when something
 
SUDDEN
 
happens.
 
 
A burst of anger, a load of pain.
A clash of happiness, another poem.
 
But see, I'm always on the sidelines.
Never in your main view.
It's not my fault, I can't help my situation.
It's not your fault, nor would I ever blame you.
I've chosen to obey,
to trust,
that the Lord Almighty might one day be pleased in my sacrifice,
and finally let me see you
Maybe.
 
I'm stuck here,
and you're there.
So near yet so far away.
 
If one thing were to change, everything would be in place.
But until then, I'm still here.
Writing about you.
Hoping,
and dreaming.
Dreaming that one day you might notice,
me.
 
And trust me, that would only be the first step.
Then I would have to compete with all those other girls
around
You, love.
I know I may not be the best out there,
that perhaps many now pursue you
after our magical encounter,
but I have a heart pure in her feelings for you.
That yearns nothing but to see you,
once more.
 
As if it isn't enough having to see you being happy
with them.
Through a window of silent desperation.
In pictures, your happiness shows.
My dreams in pictures are real.
I can see them,
from the outside,
my lights, my bridge, my dream scene, and you...
You...
You...
and you with someone else,
that girl stealing my place.
 
I don't know if you can see it.
I hope you can't,
because then it would be alright.
I can't accuse those who don't know.
 
But just know that with every Spanish guitar melody,
with every silly joke,
with every single aspect,
I think of you.
 
I can't bear the thought that maybe all your words,
meant nothing.
I can't,
play one more senseless tune with the body of the guitar,
soaked in my tears.
 
I refuse to believe that what I felt isn't real.
 
And in these,
 
I drown.

Unleashed I'm in search of you the beast within couldn't catch you. I jump but can't reach, I roar yet concede, admiring the evolution of your lunar beauty. I may be an alpha but you allude me. Your allusions cease to amaze putting me into a frantic state. My views are cynical but with you I'm invincible a cure is what I need to be in the sky with you my queen. But Satan's coin put an end to my dark deeds.

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