unlove poem

I fell in love with you, but you don’t love me back. I don’t know what to do anymore. I live for you. Every morning I wake up, for you. I laugh for you, I smile for you, I do my best, for you. But I guess everything I did, for you, wasn’t good enough. Now I have two choices, I can give up and have my love for you die with me, or I can try harder to make you find some interest in me. Right now, one of those choices is more appealing than the other.
—  i’m thinking i should just give up
What are you supposed to do when you are falling in love with someone, and your whole body is being drained. What are you supposed to do when you feel yourself losing your sanity because you feel so empty by the end of the day. How are you supposed to explain how you feel to someone who feels no where close to how you feel about them. I’m loosing myself trying to love him. I’m losing my sanity, because I’m so caught up with him. I wait by my phone, waiting for another text, and it’s never quite fast enough. I feel like I care more, I feel like I want this more, and I feel like he doesn’t give a fuck what happens to us. I feel like i bother him constantly, I feel like I annoy him every time I overreact. I feel like he’s soon going to get sick of my uncertainty of myself. Eventually he’s going to forget the reasons why he ever fell for me in the first place. I’m waiting for this heart break to come, just like our over due earth quake.

“What is your biggest fear?”


Not being able to live out every little part of this life that I want to. Waking up one day realizing it’s too late. Realizing that I didn’t go on that amazing road trip with my friends, that I didn’t get the best kiss underneath the moonlight or that I didn’t do all the mistakes that I needed to do to get the best rights I ever could.


It’s terrifying, you know? Thinking that the best day of my life can be around the corner and I can miss it. But I’m getting rid of that fear in a minute, you’ll see. I’m going to give myself all the best days of life, because at the end of the day I’m the only one who can do that. All the wanderlust, dreaming and longing will not stay in this chest of mine, I need to put all my wanting and needing on the line.

—  t.j. // All the words I don’t say #10
Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them

Stop telling me that you love me when you only know the color of my hair and not what I’ve been through. I promise you that once you realize how damaged I am, your “love” will turn into contempt.

Oh, how I wish I could believe you but you are lying to both yourself and I. You will never find love in someone like me.

—  I hope you forget about me
Some people manicure their nails,
Some people trim them neatly
Some people keep them filed down,
I bite ‘em off completely.
Yes, it’s a nasty habit, but
Before you start to scold
Remember, I have never ever,
Scratched a single soul.
—  Shel Silverstein, ‘The Nailbiter’