The Quiet Heart Talks

22• Aimee V • Aspiring singer/songwriter /poet•

[love]

By Alexander Milov

[definegodliness]

4-12-2019, “… stubborn hearts forget.”

[poemswords]

[hedonist--poet-deactivated20240]

#hedonistpoet https://www.instagram.com/p/B6D6spJJAUU/?igshid=1rnn64fgn3sg3

[poems-and-word]

[wnq-writers]

“I. I miss you, and it’s not like I miss your face, arms, or lips. I could do without, but simply your presence always reminded me of home, and I swear I lost that when you left. You don’t know, I’ve never felt so homeless and alone. No amount of money or possessions even compare to you. I wish you knew but *delete* II. You know people always text their lovers in the morning, so I bet its weird that I’m texting you in the middle of the day, drunk at three in the afternoon. Don’t judge me, but I swear this whiskey tastes like you and this empty bottle is like our love. I have practically consumed what was left of it, and there is nothing left to do but throw it at you. But we both know all the shattered pieces will hurt only me anyway. Just please, open your arms, open your heart. Please don’t leave now because *delete* III. I hate you, hate everything about you. I can’t stand you anymore. but I love you, and I can’t breathe, please, please, answer me, I can’t *delete* IV. It’s been two weeks and these 336 hours and 14 minutes have been hell. You used to shimmer like a piece of heaven, but you’ve gone and I’m fallen. And I’ve been trying to be poetic, but poetry won’t bring you back to me. Spilling my heart out isn’t helping, so what do I do now, what do I do without *delete* V. Hey, how have you been? *send*”

— Texts I Never Sent// thequiethearttalks 

[noorshirazie]

“Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.”

— Janet Fitch

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[poems-and-word]

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[poems-and-word]

“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.”

— Herman Hesse, Siddhartha (via books-n-quotes)

Book Recommendation: No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert

[poems-and-word]

[poems-and-word]

Book Recommendation: No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert

[poems-and-word]

[thequiethearttalks]

Before I begin, Let me say that I have never thought of myself as an actress. But when you look at me, I know you do not see the stars in my eyes for I have created a fog, A misty, rose-colored, beautiful, misleading, dangerous fog. If you knew it was there, you could almost taste it,  the saltiness of missed opportunities,  the bitterness of wrong timing. It is a blessing that you have not noticed; For me, it lingers, in fact, it never goes. These emotions are second nature by now, and I am the natural disaster that is burning and quaking to let them be known. Alas, I am a timid woman, Staying behind a curtain due to the pure fear of being seen so vulnerably naked and not being good enough. Therapists would call it a complex, but it is not that hard to understand.  I am terrified, Not of you but of what you could do to me and my starry eyes. So I close my eyes, and I pray tonight is the night they fall.

No one warned me about a man like you. 

[poems-and-word]

[poems-and-word]

Book Recommendation: No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert

[booksquotelife]

[poems-and-word]

Book Recommendation: No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert

[weltenwellen]

Tracy K. Smith, from “Don’t You Wonder, Sometimes?”, Life on Mars