Boyfriend Girlfriend Poems | Examples
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We would be getting married tomorrow.
If only December me knew what I know.
I would have put more thought into that
And realized I needed glossy, not matte.
Has my body forgotten your touch,
And my heart, that adrenaline rush?
Has my mind moved on from the distrust
From what always felt less want than must?
The thing we had was fun and free
But I think you lost you, and I lost me.
Now we’re finding ourselves out again
Taking time to find what we didn’t know then
And I could finally wake up and feel peace without you here
When I realized how long you had stopped wanting me near.
I’m relieved that we aren’t tying the knot;
It was never meant to be, and whatnot.
So tomorrow I think I’ll remember who I was
And be grateful for who I am with applause
There’s only One who deserves the credit
For the woman I am because of your exit.
I hope that you’re healing and doing well.
Hearts are resilient, our love gone like we never fell.
Under the cherry blossoms, we stand,
Your hand in mine, soft as the sand.
The world is loud, yet here it’s still,
Our hearts in tune, our spirits thrill.
We giggle softly, sharing a look,
Like secret pages in a book.
Your laugh, a melody so sweet,
It makes my heart skip every beat.
The way you smile, the way time flies,
I see soft skies in your eyes.
They hold a world so calm and bright,
Like stars that sparkle through the night.
With every step, the world feels bright,
Like stars that twinkle through the night.
We’ll write our story, me and you,
Beneath a sky that’s always blue.
We’re not dating—
but you heart-react to my stories like it’s a full-time job,
send a “you up?” at 12:47 a.m.
then disappear like my willpower at a shoe sale.
You say you don’t do drama—
but you’ve got more red flags
than a Formula 1 race
and the emotional depth of a spoon.
You post gym selfies with deep quotes
like “loyalty is everything”
but couldn’t commit to a dinner reservation
without texting your group chat first.
I bring the vibe.
The sauce.
The playlist.
You bring… vibes?
Just vibes?
Sir, where’s the effort?
Modern dating is just
flirting, ghosting, and guessing
if “lol” means “I’m into you”
or “I’m emotionally unavailable but cute.”
We’re not dating—
but I still debated if I should shave for this maybe-hangout.
We’re not serious—
but your ex still watches my Insta like it’s Netflix.
You want wifey energy
on a side-chick schedule.
Nah. I’m not a limited-time offer.
This ain’t Costco.
Come with consistency,
or go play tag with someone else’s energy.
I’m too cute to be confused.
Clasped like babe on breast to suck
As ancient forces blind
Cleave white and shadow one,
That force of love to bind.
Palm to lover’s palm conjoined,
Those partnered dancing hands
Fingers waltz in tandem drifts
And leap across the land.
Behold this gift from heaven
With oaken pools for eyes
Sunk deep into the forest
Drip honey from his hives.
Oh drown me in that syrup
That comes from oaken pools
Salty sweet my sweetheart’s tears
I lap like waters cool.
Affections drift like rainclouds
Across a fickle sky
But lover’s vows steadfast hold
Through flood and parched land dry.
“Love is the strongest force in the universe.”
Can this statement be proven true?
Does it approve of the unusual orientation?
Does it contradict the unstoppable force against eux?
Could love hold its ground when everything crumbles?
Love lingers in the shadows, even when the light is hard to find.
I was told to know that love is invisible, yet visible
It pillages its way into your heart, leaving a bruise
Yet you somehow hold the poise.
It's a constant cycle, it never stops; it never stops; never changes
It leads you to your soulmate after fracturing your heart.
Once you meet the one, the void in your heart is ephemeral
Love can be unrequited, surging you into a hole.
Even when you give your oath
Love is a statement yet to be known.
I thought to myself, a nebulous thing(?)
“Love is a haze seen in the woods that never disappears;
Even when you hold your gaze”
As I've learned to know the characteristics of love
I dance to its rhythm, hoping it will fall my way.
i only have one true wish to wish upon you,
I wish I could hold him in my arms as I look at you,
Shooting star,
I only have one true wish to wish upon you,
I wish he could hold me in his heart the way I hold you in mine.
Our fantasy sometimes will paint
A lover that's some kind of saint.
But isn't that dull?
For life is more full
Where only perfection, there ain't.
I waited and I waited just in case she’d been delayed
I stood there feeling foolish, though I acted undismayed
A movie and some popcorn might have won her pretty smile
And I was very keen and so I waited quite a while
Perhaps she didn’t like the fact I had a missing tooth
I’d heard another one would grow and hoped that was the truth
I hoped to tell Jemima of the money that I’d found…
“Hid my tooth under my pillow and it turned into a pound.”
Jemima, as my girlfriend wasn’t stretching much belief
I didn’t have much money, but I had a lot teeth
Losing one seemed scary, but the outcome could be great
Because, you see, the tooth fairy was paying for our date
But then I felt a flutter as Jemima said “Hello.”
She covered up her mouth and said, “There’s something you should know,
I’ve also lost a tooth and now I’m ugly as a witch.”
I said, “And I’m a warlock but, with all these teeth, we’re rich.”
She needs someone.
She needs someone to show her how to live,
and be brave.
She wants someone to love,
and to cherish, forever.
He needs someone.
He needs someone to show him how to love,
and accept those feelings.
He wants someone to stay with him,
and be there when he needs them most.
They're missing each other.
All they need is to find each other.
you remind me of
movies & jokes, only the best
kisses & naps, a well earned rest
you remind me of my favourite song
if loving you was right
then i
could never be wrong
since i met you
it's always been you
the one i go to sleep and dream of
you fill my nights with full moons
you've planted seeds in my mind
that you kissed till they bloomed
so please
leave your lips on my pillow
next to the scent of your perfume
i hope you stay for a while my love
for you teach my mind to be kinder
cause sometimes
i get down on myself
but your smile serves as a reminder
to keep my head above water
and that's the power of people
if love is a drug then
i've been stuck by your needle
and i know it's mutual
cause when you speak
i can see it in your pupils
like a little candle that's lit
and as it flickers and sits
i see your mind glow alive
as the flicker laces and faces
my lips
i'm holding a candle too
a bright butane blue
and although
i was the one who sparked it
my love
it stays a flame
for only you
when she smiles
it becomes infectious
the long-lasting effect it has
warms my heart
like hot chocolate on a winters day
your hugs
are the best medicine
only resulting in happiness
i hope my soul keeps you happy
for as long as you let it
because i love being around you
you showed me that love
doesn't have a time frame
but more of what we do
inside the moments together
watching the stars
or laughing in cars
i'm happy you're around
and i'm happy
it's your heart i found
thanks for being you
My promise is simple:
I'll never abandon you.
My love will last
Until time is through.
I'll be your support
And a source of pride.
Faithfully, I will always
Be by your side.
All of your needs
I promise to address,
Helping you when I can
On your way to success.
And when life becomes
Heartless and cold,
I'll be right there
As your stronghold.
I'll always be there
For you in the end,
Not just as your lover
But also your friend.
When I said forever,
That's what I meant.
My love for you
Will prove it's infinite.
an erotic bike ride
as we rode along,
she said she
wished that she
was my bike
that she liked
how i pedaled
and i turned
to her
and said,
i wished she was
my pedal
that i liked
how she pumped
and when we arrived
at the bike rack
smiling
we both secretly
wished that
it was a bed
where we would
one day
rack it all up
Companionship or romance, what's the difference?
Is it through death that we depart?
But even friends share that remark.
Is it dinner with a view?
But with friends I'd still pursue.
Is it the coffee shop or show?
But with friends I often go.
Is it through language that we flow?
But my partners have no difference.
What's the difference?
Could it only be emotion?
That alone is not enough.
Then maybe too, devotion?
Could it really be this tough?
With friends there is adherence.
Then maybe it's appearance?
But that's not an interference.
Then maybe there's no difference,
What's the difference?