Past Love - Tumblr Posts
Poem: Brown-Haired Boys
She told me she was bored
Of brown-haired boys
Because of old and tired lines
And dates that felt like wasted time.
She told me she was tired
Of brown-haired boys and flirty smiles
Because her first love left his mark
When he left her in the dark.
She told me she had more than enough
Of brown-haired boys for the next few months
Or more;
She had closed and locked that door.
j.p
Poem: Watching Paint Dry
She liked to think that you
Were looking for a love
Like hers, a love that
Badly serenaded you
In the car to the tune
Of your old radio, a love
That gave you chills
Because of how icy
Her hands always were,
A love that progressed
Too slowly for you, a love
That you compared to
Watching paint dry.
j.p
Poem: Path
Walking along that fading road with you
Would have been, to my past self,
Enough to make my heart race for days
Before and after. My older self wonders
When this path will be paved over
To smooth out the scrapes left behind
By years of drivers who don’t look back.
j.p
Poem: Pink Lemonade
You poured out your pink lemonade
and placed the glass inside the sink,
where the faucet rained down on it
and washed the memory away
of puckered lips and the sour kiss
between you and that cold bottle.
j.p
ok genuinely speaking i wish he was never my first love because i was never any of his firsts.
“It is not the bruises on the body that hurt.
It is the wounds of the heart and the scars on the mind.”