Broken Heart

An obvious break-up poem, a real longing for what used to be.

I hate you

… but no.

I don’t.

I miss you.

And not just a simple "miss you"

Like that of a friend

Or a misplaced possession

It is a constant, non-stop aching

That flourishes within my heart

And terrorizes my soul

I dream of you like a parched person dreams of water

Or a starving man longs for nourishment

I feel physical sickness when I think of you

And see none of me.

I can’t think,

Or walk

Or talk

Or listen

Or be…

Without seeing your face

Remembering your touch,

Reliving life with you

I need to hate you…

… no.

I need YOU.

I never thought it would happen,

But you’re someone I need

BADLY.

You were my gold,

my encouragement,

My passion,

My pride.

And a partner

I could have loved

…forever.

And the worst part is…

At a time when I shouldn’t be loving you anymore

….

I don’t know how to stop.

I want to stop.

…No.

I don’t want to stop-

Not even a little bit.

You’re too much to forget,

Or hate.

I could say I hate you,

But that lie would be huge.

I just don’t know what to do.

I don’t know how I’ll ever

… Stop loving you.

Reviews

[J.Garrett Miller]

Hi Lauren! Very emotional piece! The journey in this truly takes you through the push-pull of how to let that one love go. I wish I had something constructive to offer - but I like it how it is :)

[Revolved]

I like this plenty of emotion here :D

[Shelly Araujo]

I feel the "fine line" sentiment I think most of us have over a breakup in your words. This is beautiful and sad; a wonderful work.