I almost texted your stupid ass today

Excellent. Love the phrasing. Well written.

Thank you

Really emotional write. Stay strong.

Thank you

Thing about it is even category five hurricanes change course, we have even found that we made the wrong decision or turn. We seriously hope this person finds that they have made the wrong turn an turn back soon. There is absolutely no one that will love you like that special someone. Tight    

Darlings, thank you.

But… yes. He made the wrong turn. I’m not sure what I’d do if he reversed that.  

Also?!  

Losing the love of my life is worth having a scrap of dignity. I’m not a dog.

I’m a badass bitch.  

I really am.  

It’ll only hurt forever and I’m learning to be ok with the new reality. I appreciate you and your kind words.

Ugh, fuck Tim, right?

I’m so hurt and angry all the damn time, and every time I go to purge shit I just …. fall the fuck apart.

Thank you.

Powerful, I now have one less heart string.

Heart strings are blasé.

Try playing a heartdrum.

Beating the fuck out of something feels way better than delicately playing it.

What?!

I’m just sayin’!

Hey. Thanks. Glad it made you feel something.

Wow! I can feel the anger and pain in this one.
🙏🏽

Thanks kink.

Me, too buddy. Me too.

Holy crap...been there, felt that. It's the silence that bites the hardest. I'm going to say it's his loss...even though you're feeling it the most

Yeah. His loss. And yet, after three fucking weeks, I can't stop crying. I think some part of me has been waiting for him to ball up. Come back. Accept the consequences. Sweep me off my goddamn feet. Respect my fucking boundaries. Be the man I thought he was.  
 
That same part of me is finally ... giving up. For good. You know? For realsies.  
 
Shit. And there go the tears.  
 
Yeah.  
 
Thank you my friend.  
 
 
 

I'm so sorry you felt like that, but you wrote a poignant poem, I loved the end. I think I'll send you 2 giant hugs. ❤️

Thank you lovely! I'll take them.

Life is art, and art is most beautiful when it's naked and bleeding.

I can do both.

When they leave us with unanswered questions, it's so hard to move on. It's like being caught in an eddy...we just keep spinning on that question. So much ouch felt in this one

SO much ouch. SOOOO much ouch.

Thanks Confluence. I appreciate you

Why do I desire the silence?

Relatable miss

That... was an interesting comment.  

Why DO you desire the silence?

Thank you

I'm a cunt

More though I'm highly introverted

So there is that

Stark, impactful piece...

You raise an interesting point regarding: Dignity.

Such things to tear us down into the mire...

And a loss of dignity...

But on the other hand...

Maybe such things make us stronger and better and meaner...

:)))

The type to walk over any terrain...

Matters of the heart are perhaps complex...

Be excellent...

The loss of dignity was the worst. In some ways, it's the only thing I have.

Darling... I didn't need to be made stronger. The world kicked my ass enough. A few times. And so did the person I trusted most.

But I get the sentiment, and I appreciate it.

I appreciate you. A lot.

"the rise and fall
of our great continent"  - Perfect. Damn. Because a relationship is everything.  
You are brutally good at this theme. It sucks like hell to deal with, I'm sure. But holy shit you can cut a phone book in half with the edge of one of your poems.  The sharpness is precise in its pain.

Ah, well, I'm experienced in pain. I know it in five senses and four dimensions, so I hope I can describe it well.

Yeah. Well. I make stupid choices, right?

But I guess it all works out the way it's supposed to.

Thank you, my site-bro. I mean it.

Hey Betty

This whole piece reflects where I was about 17 years ago. That's when I should have left.
Emotionally, I did - physically I stayed. So when it was over - I cried one day for each decade we were together.
All in all - 3 days. The only exception is when my mom made me laugh:)
But in all honesty, I refused to give anymore than that.

It takes as long as it takes - because dignity demands to not go backwards:)

I'd say stay strong but you got this!

Thank you my kind friend. Seventeen years is way to long to feel inadequate. I'm sorry you went through that.

I asked for the bare minimum. And it was too much. So I took less. And less. And less. And when that was too much I was offered less... when I said no, set a real boundary... he cut me out of his life like a tumor. Instantly.  I replied with repeated 'fuck yous' and 'never look at me, never speak to me.'

THAT was the boundary he choose to respect. That one. The 'fuck off.' Every other boundary he shit on, but that one... yeah.

(Cue red wine, sobbing, and Alanis Morrissette ...'Isn't it ironic...doncha think?)

And I'm crying my ass off for WEEKS, because this was My One. He really was. Part of me thinks I should have said 'fine' and ... been less to keep the scraps of him close.

But part of me wants to not be pathetic.

Thanks again. I appreciate you.

"I almost texted your stupid ass today"

you had me at the title.....<3  love.

Thank you beauty. I appreciate you.

hello beautiful Betty it's so hard not to talk to someone after a rift in the relationship why does it have to be that way I don't really understand...this hurts to read that you're going through it... and the silence I don't do good with that...I have to be able to reason things and there is no reason in love...I think it comes down to some people are ready for it and some are not... keep strong lovely one hugs 💕 p.s I wrote you a poem while you were gone and I missed you I hope you don't get upset with me...

Darling I never would be upset with you.  
EDIT: I saw it, and it's incredible. Really incredible. Thank you dear crim.  

Yeah. I have raging OCD so holes in the pattern fuck me up in a new way. Not having closure is a gushing wound. I feel like I bleed out every night. I'm not sure how long it's going to take to get used to it. I wasn't ready to not get a goodbye.  

Thank you for being kind. Always.  

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/501328-betty/

Dear B,

I see, in one way or another, most of us have been in this situation. Your rendering of this type of dissolution is painfully real for me. Having tried this very thing via email, as expected the only response I got was SILENCE! Loud and clear. So silent it was deafening. It felt more humiliating the second time. I was so mad at myself. But hope has a way of being”false and tricksy”.  I had to ask myself why I begged to be treated like dog shit? My psyche was so twisted. At any rate, what I totally appreciate is when I read a poem that captures my heart because of its truth and the reality of someone doing their best to get through a pain. A very deep pain. With laser precision you express life’s highs and lows exquisitely. It is my ardent hope this sadness will pass sooner as opposed to later. You are a bright light. Beautiful and brilliant.  
H🌷

Thank you my lovely friend. It's trisky, it is.

I think pain is a universal language. I think we want to prove that we have value, beg them to pick us to prove worth, and instead they confirm our fears... that we have no worth.

At least that's how I feel.

Tell someone every secret and get rejected like a piece of trash? Pretty much confirms my secret fears that I suck as a human... and I need to get some sort of comfort, validation, retraction... and the endless cycle begins. It really pushes PLAY on the crazy button.

But. This to shall pass.

Thank you my friend. I appreciate you so much. You always see me.

"but I don't think I could  
live through that sort of silence"

I just felt the nail go through my heart, followed by a rush of anger, then a sadness.

LJ

Yeah, exactly.

All the breath leaves, then the hurt starts, then ice cold rage. All at the same time.

"I came within four tears  
of begging you to tell me  
why" That's very original! Wow! Glad you didn't give them that power. Stay strongly you!
x~

I haven’t. Yet. Holding on to desperately sending a message by the tips of my fingers. Holding on doesn’t make me feel any better.

Sigh.

Thank you my friend.

You know what?

I know... and that says it all.

I know you've got me.

Thank you for that. It means a lot.

The break-up ballad tone of your poem so impressed me early one that I misread "the rise and fall of our great continent" for that of "our great commitment" - which would have been spot on if he had ratted or cheated.

Thank you SS, I always appreciate the way you see nuances.

I love the precision of this. And for that reason, the end is fucking me up. The ‘again’ feels a bit redundant. I wanted so desperately to hang on to that period-free silence. Might just be me.

That aside, January is the season of melancholy. Hold on tight, girl.

FUCK I LOVE YOU!

You CAUGHT the period-free silence, and the interruption. THAT WAS ON PURPOSE.

I get so excited when people pick up nuance.

The silence is ungodly. It's terrible. It has a weight.

The jarring... again... was to emphasize how horrific it is to experience that sort of bullshit more than once.

To have silence....

(SO MUCH PAIN. SO HARD)




and instead of ending the silence humanely, like a mercy kill.... to have silence....

again.


I tried to write the way it felt.


I'm actually really glad you didn't like it.


Have I told you how hot you are? Thank you my friend.

Fucking A title bitch

BIG

Right?!

I have my moments.

Like!

Found this poem in someone's RL
Classic
Love ❤