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Weather Gal Poem
I hate the way you looked into my eyes.
I hate the way you rubbed my feet when we made love.
I hate how you smelled.
I hate that you were married.
I hate that you have children.
I hate that you held me in your arms like i was the only woman in the world.
I hate how you took me to fancy restaurants.
I hate how you opened my doors.
I hate how you watched me play the piano.
I hate how you touched me.
I hate how you kissed me.
I hate your secrets.
I hate your alter-ego.
I hate that you raped me.
I hate how you gaslight.
I hate how you told me you loved me.
I hate your wife.
I hate your status.
I hate the car you drive.
I hate how beautiful you were.
I hate your taste in music.
I hate your mind games.
I hate our connection.
I hate that you left me.
I hate myself.
I hate that we were soul mates.
I hate how I loved you.
I hate what you took from me.
I hate the world.
I hate the people in it.
I hate you reading this.
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I’ll go somewhere we all go.
That’s somehow also right here?
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I belong to no one.
I wasn’t made to be loved it seems.
And then there was you.
You lied.
If you were mine and I was yours,
Why did you stomp on it?
Was our love less real? Less worthy?
Were you afraid?
Did my realness slap across your face like a cold wind on a winter day?
Because I’ve never seen someone more alive.
I’ve never seen a happier man.
And now i’m just this, an empty vessel.
Your love was contractual. Something to
hide and keep locked up like a message in
a bottle.
I loved you out loud. I felt you in my spirit, you were like the sunshine in the morning.
I was happy.
It wasn’t for the control, the lies, the deceit. But for the way you rubbed my feet when we made love. The way you rubbed my nose and told me to hush when the world got too heavy.
So why can’t I stop the tears from welling up?
None of it was real. None of it was enough.
Or maybe I wasn’t enough.
Enough to protect.
Enough to honor.
Was it my skin tone? Or my curly hair? Was it that i’m not as successful? Not as perfect?
I’m haunted by your memories.
If what we had was real, why am i standing in the same spot alone. Without you my love?
Cold. Empty. Alone in a crowd of people.
Staring at water twice as beautiful but just as unforgiving.
Why me?
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Everything you touch rots. Not because of me—but because you became a f*cken white supremacist when you raped a Black woman and expected silence.
Goodluck.
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He rubbed my feet while he raped me.
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My heart is darker than the water since you left.
I feel you in the wind, our spirits live on through the people around me.
Their laughter reminds me of us.
When we were happy.
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I will rest somewhere beautiful.
I’ll be a tree, tall and strong.
My energy will return to the earth.
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Yk Mike, it was messy and ugly at times but I just want you to know I really did and do love you. In my own way.
It wasn’t textbook love, i’m a flawed person, deeply flawed.
But you meant a lot to me, this meant a lot to me.
I hope you find someone that feels like peace. I wish I could have been that for you.
Thank you for being in my life for the little bit of time that we had. It really meant the world to me. I really believe that everything will work out for you. I hope everything you want comes to fruition.
Thank you for being my friend when I needed a friend and letting me get to know you a little bit.
I think the healthiest thing I can really do for you is to just let you go.
I know I can’t be what you needed. But i’m forever grateful and always rooting for you in this life.
#1 fan, always.
I love you, and I know you’re gonna be great.
sorry it’s drama asf lol I could definitely write poetry about ya but I just wanted to really be vulnerable and lyk how i really felt before I go.
I also forgive you, for everything. Truly, I forgive you, i’m not angry with you. I just want us to both heal. I’m sorry if i added to your troubles. I’m no better than anyone else. You didn’t deserve it. Just do your best and your best is enough for the right person. You’re worthy of everything your heart desires. Nothing that I or anyone says will change it.
I was wrong for everything I said. I should have just walked away before ever letting myself say horrible things to you.
None of it was true. I’m sorry again. Have a good day.
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I just want you to know i really believe in you, just as a human being. I really do. I’m just a random lady, but I do. When you don’t, I do. So there’s 1 atleast.
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I looked into your eyes and they were brown like honey.
I was the bee.
I looked into your eyes and they were like brown like the trunk of the tree.
I was the leaves.
I looked into your eyes and they were brown like people.
I was Moses parting the red sea.
I looked into your eyes and they were brown like a baby calf.
I was the pasture letting them roam free.
I looked into your eyes and they were brown like the dirt.
I was the forrest, the rocks and the sea.
I looked into your eyes and they were brown like you and me.
but now i know your favorite color is blue.
Thats something my eyes could never be.
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