p.o.v

My hidden and unshared thoughts and feelings.

[deeppoints]

The day is a poem, and you are its first line.

[deeppoints]

Today, I write for no one but me, a quiet confession to the passing wind. Nostalgia lingers like a fading scent, woven with the weight of restless thoughts— uncertainties pressing against my chest.

I sit with myself, listening.

Sadness and hope hold hands in silence, disappointment walks beside my dreams. Tears slip through the cracks of solitude, a tribute to the love I never found.

Jealousy whispers, insecurity stays, doubt settles where faith once stood. I am weary, yet my feet keep moving, I dream, though my dreams remain untouched.

I feel it all at once—too much, too deep, yet I remind myself—I am free to feel. I have chosen both shadow and light, contentment and longing, the beauty of contradiction within me.

And still, I move forward.

[deeppoints]

You left to stay with someone else.

[quotefeeling]

“Six shots later and I’m still staring at my hands trying to remember how it felt to hold you.”

— Unknown

[deeppoints]

My heart is tired.

[deeppoints]

Dear happiness and peace, please find me.

s.b

[deeppoints]

I hope those who hurt me will get hurt on the right time.

[deeppoints]

You can do this. You always do.

[deeppoints]

His resolute intent to leave me echoed deeply within.

s.b

[deeppoints]

Why do I exist in the shadows of your world, unnoticed and unimportant to your heart?

s.b

[deeppoints]

Every passing day, we're growing apart.

[deeppoints]

Tell me it's you & I

Till time no longer moves

Till sun no longer shines

Till moon & star dies

Till the last breath & cries

It will always be you & I.

[deeppoints]

Cancelled Plans

A heads up from you is better than leaving me wait for you.

Are you up? Where are you? Haven't we agreed to see tonight? Will this be another day of ditching me? Not receiving a reply about our plans just totally hits different right now. Are you tired enough to not tell me? I'm sitting here as if I'm nowhere. I'm slowly melting of pain while hopefully looking at the distant. Will I hear a ding from the bell or not at all? Did you have other plans and went somewhere else? I'm still hopeful your names pops up on my notification. Should I wait longer or no? I guess I will never be your priority. So this is how we drift away.

[deeppoints]

The moon quietly sits toniqht

And this quiet heart screams almight

"Reach my hand & I'll be your Knight"

sb.

[deeppoints]

It takes time to open up yourself to someone new especially when you are comfortable to being alone for a long time.

[poetry-siir]

[deeppoints]

It's beautiful as we go, and it's still beautiful behind us.