_Being forgotten is a different type of pain._

_Watching you flirt with other men._

_Hurts._

_I want you to be happy._

_And you are._

_But it still hurts._

_It hurts to see how quickly you got over us._

_How quickly you threw me away,_

_Throwing me onto the road,_

_right as a truck drives past._

_It hurts to see you get into that same truck._

_The same one that ran me over._

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I was forgotten

again.

I was left

again.

I should’ve known

This was bound to happen;

He lead me into false happiness

And then cloaked himself in disappearance.

I was naive

again.

I was starstruck

again.

My heart is again pierced with

The small knife of hope.

Forgotten, I will be, bleeding

Away a stream of unrequited love....

I remember when you loved me. It was just a few short years ago. You used to hold me tight underneath your threadbare patchwork blanket while you slept, the sound of your gentle breath echoing in my ear. We were both so new, so small, so foolish, our untouched hearts only just starting to spread their roots into the ground. Promises still felt binding and friendships still felt true. A year w...

I watch as the world spins.

Lisa is setting up the dining table, a pudgy baby with pink cheeks resting on her hip. My niece has her mothers eyes; big, blue and inquisitive, and her father’s black hair, growing in tufts on the top of her soft skull.

They asked me to hold her, once. I kept thinking about her unformed bones- that self destruct button atop her head- that I would somehow find a wa...

You’d think being forgotten is this horrible nightmare. One day you wake up and people want to hang out with you and talk to you all day. The next day you wake up, get in the pool and float for four hours without getting a single text.

I used to have this fear of missing out and I think I still do on some level but let me tell you, the wonderful silence of floating in a pool on a sunny day [spea...

When One was born, One was praised, for One was their parents’ pride and joy.

But then Two came along, then Three. Four. Five.

One suddenly seemed to be forgotten in the shadows of their younger siblings.

One, at school, was mildly popular. One had many friends, who all seemed to care about them.

But then One’s parents died. Then Two, Three, Four, and Five.

One’s friends didn’t want to have a...

They say you have two lives; the second lasts until you're forgotten.

But if you were never known in the first place, then you don't quite get that second chance.

After you die, you just sort of... fade away.

No memory; not even a name on a gravestone.

The only thing left of you is your ashes, floating in the air.

Who knows where the wind will take you.

(sorry for the lack of writing, i've ...

In the stillness of the dawn

Nature's beauty unfolds

A symphony of colors drawn

By the hands of gods untold

The gentle rustle of the trees

A lullaby to the soul

A dance of leaves in the breeze

A sight that makes us whole

The beauty of a flower in bloom

A testament to life's grace

A fragrant perfume

That time cannot erase

In the beauty of nature

We find peace and serenity

A reminder of our true ...

I’m insignificant!

Cried the wee grain of sand;

Gather all my numbers,

Spanning deserts and coasts,

Count us all!

Look up at the sky;

Look past it!

The stars outshine the sand.

I’m insignificant!

Cried the star we call a sun;

One hundred thousand light years,

One hundred billion stars,

The Milky Way!

Watch as we churn;

And me-

An average star among brighter.

I’m significant!

A speck of dust su...

I’m so tired

So drained

And empty

Like all the light’s been sucked out of me

Last year these things meant the world to me

Now I couldn’t care less

I couldn’t care less about these fake friends

And I try and try

Not to be so tired

And useless

But nothing works

I guess that’s my purpose

Being used and forgotten

Just like a child’s toy...