Time and time again
No matter how hard I try
The truth in the lyrics
Gets me everytime
I ghosted you
To protect my heart
Your words cut deep
The last we talked
When one moves on
And the other stays still
You keep your game face on
Brave the facade...until
There's no hiding the facts
Both know the reasons why
That if you didn't still love him
By now, you'd be fine
January 15, 2022
I'm finally forgetting
How you took your tea
Which side your hair was parted
Where you hid your extra key
I simply can't remember
The way you used to smell
Was it musk or soap and water?
I used to know it well
I don't recall your favorite song
The ring tone on your phone
Was that dimple on your right cheek?
Vanilla cup or cone?
Did your skin taste sweet or salty?
Did your lips feel soft to kiss?
Would you run your fingers through my hair?
I remember none of this
I've finally turned a corner
Though it was hard to do
I'm finally forgetting
Because I'm getting over you
You're not my first thought anymore
You don't haunt me in my sleep
Don't miss you like I used to
The pain is not as deep
Yet still I feel some sadness
In a melancholy way
That my mind will make you disappear
Just simply fade away
But the only way to heal me
Is to erase your memory
Every single piece of you
Then I'll finally be free
Try your best not to look for,
All those things which are no more.
That favorite place to sit and talk.
Paths lovers used to love to walk.
Avoid using words like wish or fair
And steer well clear of why.
And find a place, that's always safe,
to have a good old cry.
Concentrate on doing what
you need to, to survive.
Keep on breathing in and out, though it hurts like hell inside.
And even though foods lost its taste,
Eat three meals each day
And the hardest thing of all sometimes,
say thank you when you pray.
And I promise you, though I can't say when,
there'll be a day that comes.
Quite by surprise
When you least expect it
that at last you'll see the sun.
And even if some clouds remain
most will blow away
And little by little, color returns
To fill your world of gray.
Getting Over
There ain't no getting over
doing what you gotta do.
There ain't no getting over,
the things that you go through.
You can try when loved ones die
but tears are gonna fall.
No one learns to walk or run
until they learn to crawl.
Memories of yesterday
the horrors that you faced.
Innocence it took away
and nightmares are replaced.
Waiting for the rain to stop,
while you keep getting wetter.
It's only getting different,
it's not getting any better.
Things that were, no longer are.
And yet, they seem to be.
Changing rearranging
somewhere deep inside of me.
There ain't no getting over
the things that you go through.
There ain't no getting over.
Do what you gotta do.
Edwin C Hofert
Never getting over love is hard. When all your heart wants to do is cry out in pain. Always trying to understand happened that night you walked in and seen your love gone with another. Leaving nothing behind but the pieces of your broken heart.
Making you feel like a criminal of love because of the risk that you took. Just to be together. only to have the world proving you wrong and showing you that no matter what's gifts you give to false love. You can never make it real.
No more tears do I want to cry,
Along with continuing to ask why
I need to get over loving you,
It's what I know I have to do
I no longer wish to feel pain,
Instead, I hope to love once again
I seek a man who is honest and true,
One who'll make sure I'm never blue
He'll give to me all of his heart,
Then with his love, we'll never part
He must be out there somewhere,
And I'm praying fate will take me there
thinking of you again my mind is broke
you threw me away like my love was a joke
trying to get over it take a breath and choke on the memory of you
your sounds and smell have stained my heart and mind
someone to make me forget about you is what i need to find
but what if that person doesn't exist
Here I lay oozing out of my box…
…having fallen from the assembly line.
I feel cool air infecting my box.
My fortress of individuality crushed.
I see other boxes and hear their joyous song as they ride above.
On the floor I still hear those moans of pain.
The moans grow louder.
louder.
Louder.
Louder!
So, I sit inside my box dreaming, regretting and wishing.
Inside my box I feel cold, scared and ashamed.
No longer scared of them…
But ashamed of what I’ve become.
Here I lay oozing from my box having missed my assertion…
…awaiting my destruction.
By Robb A. Kopp
I smoked,
On the last night here.
Before moving on,
Before getting over you.
And everything you said.
I choke on the words,
Swallow them down in my head.
So they wash past my eyes,
Like silhouettes of fire.
Forty shades of patience,
All that I've tried.
And tried and tried again,
In a battle I can't win.
Like fighting through the static,
Of the street lights in the wind.
And clear my mind by watching,
The white noise unfold.
If I could make out a voice,
All the secrets untold.
The smokes glides through the trees,
And up to the moon.
And back through my lungs,
This is getting over you.