Cindy, my spring.

Cindy, my spring.

A Poem by Jacqueline

something I wrote in 5 minutes that came directly from my broken heart. The first woman I ever loved who taught me to grow and explore and to be nothing but myself.

I don't remember what is was like to not want you.
I don't remember what it was like before.
All I know is now.

How I feel my ribs crack with every breath;
how my heart is beating so stubbornly regardless of my attempts at persuasion.
I can do nothing except feel pain and exist.
I feel no joy.
Everything that was useful in bringing me happiness has vanished.
Only you could cure this.
I am diseased with a love unrequited.

You have chosen her in the name of comfort and responsibility
and thrown me aside in the name of fear.
I have loved you for only a short time
but in that short time I have bloomed in an awakening.
You are the spring that forced my flourish.

With every embrace I felt buds sprout from my skin
I burst into vivid color, radiant and anew.

I have made promises.
I have promised to never stop believing you loved me.
And I won't stop.
Regardless of the truths you claim now, I will always hold that promise.

And I hope one day, tomorrow or years from now,
you wake up and realize that I love you.
Wholly and unabashedly.
And I will continue to love you as the spring loves the flowers every year.

You are my spring.

© 2015 Jacqueline

Author's Note

I am sure the is full of problems bc I wrote it so fast. Focus on content thank you

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Sometimes the best stuff is sitting there in your pen just waiting to be picked up. Resist the urge to change anything! It came from the heart, it goes directly to the heart.

Posted 2 Years Ago

Beautifully writen. Good structure, and elegant word choice.

Posted 2 Years Ago


2 Years Ago

Thank you.

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Added on September 16, 2015
Last Updated on September 21, 2015
Tags: LGBT, love, poem, breakup, sad, depression, I miss you, lonely, girl



Minnesota, WI

I walk through life imagining events that have yet to happen. I yearn for adventure and passion. I'm let down so often by everyone I meet so I spend a lot of time alone. I'm a writer, a philosopher, a.. more..

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A Poem by Jacqueline