Thought Bubble

|19|small town|amateur writer| Sad words. Happy words. Love. Life.

[spokenthought]

I just want to be held, is that really too much to ask?

[spokenthought]

The thought of giving back your hoodie makes me wanna cry

Sarah Anderson

[spokenthought]

I used to wonder how I'd move on.

But today I saw you for the first time since you broke up with me.

You were so different.

The person I loved seems to be gone.

At least now I believe I will be able to move on.

[spokenthought]

I just need to cry about you so I can move on, but the tears won't come.

Sarah Anderson

[spokenthought]

How am I doing today? Well I bought myself a bouquet of flowers and pumped my own gas.

Sarah Anderson

[spokenthought]

And if this were the movies you'd show up at the airport tomorrow to pick me up. There would be flowers in your hands and I'd approach you with tears in my eyes. You would realize your mistake and I would forgive you in a heartbeat...

But this is definitely not the movies

-Sarah Anderson

[leilahalipoetry]

and the issue with me is

that the beginning always tastes 

like the end.

bittersweet, with an aftertaste.

so when you say–

“I love you,”

i will always cry.

it is one more “I love you” closer to goodbye.

-leilah ali

[ldidsomethingbad]

[spokenthought]

Or a bit of both

[spokenthought]

I really hope you're staring at my icon seeing that I'm online too, and contemplating messaging me...cause I've been stuck staring for like 5 minutes and it's getting pathetic

Sarah Anderson

[spokenthought]

I think I should’ve fought harder instead of letting you leave.

Sarah Anderson

[spokenthought]

Your Move

I made it clear,

Opened the door wide,

Even reached out my hand,

But you didn’t move.

-Sarah Anderson

[spokenthought]

You know what’s the worst?

When for some reason you have to defend your ex-boyfriend and the relationship you had together. Like for goodness sake we just broke up under very complicated circumstances and I’m still trying to sort out the feelings that I may still have for him. I don’t need some outsider asking questions and trash talking him. Like ya sure we broke up but the person your trashing is a person I chose to have a relationship with. So by putting them down, you’re kind of insulting me too.

Anyone else feel this? Anyways, rant over.

[spokenthought]

for once in my life

I have always been able to let people go. I’ve left and been left. I played with hearts and broke them. I left family and friends behind. It’s always been about going forward for me.

Then you came, and life turned into moving forward together. We made promises and plans. Finally I found my person.

But then you had to sort out your own life. And you knew that a relationship wasn’t viable. Somewhere you found the courage to let me go. You knew that if you didn’t I’d hold on and get dragged behind and be ripped up beyond repair.

And I’m so mad because in the past there was always anger. There was always something to provoke me to wipe the tears and move on.

But you haven’t wronged me. I’m not mad, I’m just hurting, because for once in my life I’ve been given permission to move forward, and for once in my life I find myself unable to.

[spokenthought]

The 23rd, happy one month of what could have been

Sarah Anderson

[spokenthought]

Just remembered how we made plans for Valentine’s Day, yet another thing down the drain...

Why did you leave?

[shweetsaus-deactivated20200311]

[0nly-an-illusi0n]

Getting attached to someone is realy scary. They can leave anytime, and the pain you feel is almost unbearable.