You said you’d love me forever
but it’s 8:26 on an empty Tuesday night and forever seems to have flown by.
Tag Archives: break ups
It Starts Inside.
She sat down on her windowsill and looked up at the night sky. The stars shined. The moon was full and bright. She asked the planets to align, to show her a sign. She begged for guidance. Patience. Some kind … Continue reading
Resuscitation Revaluation
I used to think drama would resuscitate me.
Seal the voids, saturate the silence and fill the empty spaces inside me.
I thought a little fire would reignite my life.
But after a while the fire started burning so hot, I wasn’t sure whether it was burning hot or turned to ice.
My patience ran out, with far too many questions and doubts and I found what I suspected.
Certainly swept of my feet but with no intention of catching me, he knew I’d hit the ground any second but turned around and neglected, not even tempted to save me.
My patience ran weary, the desire grew dreary and the passion was only passionate in the beginning.
Yes, my senses were stimulated, my nerves damaged my brain imbalanced and now I don’t know if I can manage my own will.
Days turned to weeks, to months, too fast but felt as if time were standing still.
I lost myself in him and then I lost myself through him, and now I cant find myself at all and fear my favorite part of myself is lost forever.
Imprisoned by his game, betrayed and ashamed, some of my worst times have been times we spent together.
I thought he’d bring me back to life but I couldn’t feel more dead.
I don’t want the drama; just bring me back the kind of love you die for, not fight for and I’ll never take it for granted again.
-Erika Fuego
I am Enough.
Can you love me?
Can you make me feel beautiful?
Can you hold me?
Can you cuddle with me?
Can you make me feel worthy, special, wanted and loved?
I want to fall in love.
I want to love & be loved.
blah, blah, blah…
Screw that.
Not Another Love Game
I don’t want to play a game.
I don’t want to play hard to get.
I don’t want to wait to respond to your message
Or not answer when you call the first time.
Hopeless Romantic
They say a realist is a frustrated romantic. Maybe, that’s true.
I am a romantic; A hopeless one.
Me singing Adele- Someone Like You
You were my greatest love and no matter how many times i sing this song, I know i will never find another like you. Sorry, i couldn’t hold back the tears.
I miss you and I love you.
I always will.
“Too Much Pride”
A Broken Heart and a Shattered Soul
An intruder,
An invasion of my privacy.
Tearing apart my heart,
And taking each part of me.
Forcing yourself into my mind,
As I try so hard to keep you out.
My teeth grind so I can keep myself from screaming aloud.
My eyes water and my body begins to sweat.
Why do you insist on making me remember, what I try so hard to forget?
I force myself to leave you in the past,
but you continuously appear in my present.
Occupied way too much time of mine, to simply forget it.
So I hold my breath till I feel my brain will explode, but no benefit.
My heart still goes against what my mind has been repeatedly told.
So, I continue to love you,
even if it tears apart my heart,
and shatters my soul. -Erika Fuego
I fell for you
You made me fall for you with no intentions of catching me.
I fell hard, with no physical markings
but the bruising and internal bleeding don’t seem to seize.
New Beginnings 