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You made me feel everything so
strongly. I wonder if depression
seeks out people who are like
amplifiers so that everything gets
turned up. I was a slow river and
you came at me like a flood and
somehow I knew I couldn’t take
you for long, but you made me
feel alive. As you left, you told
me my sadness took up all the
space and there was nothing
left for you. And maybe I need
to find someone that fits better,
but I miss the way you made me
raging; I miss the way you made
me feel everything.

- anne, overfilled (via anneisrestless)

You made me feel everything so
strongly. I wonder if depression
seeks out people who are like
amplifiers so that everything gets
turned up. I was a slow river and
you came at me like a flood and
somehow I knew I couldn’t take
you for long, but you made me
feel alive. As you left, you told
me my sadness took up all the
space and there was nothing
left for you. And maybe I need
to find someone that fits better,
but I miss the way you made me
raging; I miss the way you made
me feel everything.

- anne, overfilled
, #poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #breakup #prompt: he left because of my depression and I miss him even though everyone says he was bad for me
Anonymous:
This boy gave up on everything we had between us because he said it was enough with him, that I wasn't necessary to him, that he did like me very much but I meant almost nothing. My question is: Should I be mad at him for thinking that being only with himself is enough? Or should I be mad at myself for thinking he would change his mind and stay with me?

All feelings are valid. If you want to be mad at him or yourself, then it’s okay to feel that way because you’re hurt… But every person IS enough on their own. That’s the truth. If he wants to be alone right now, that’s also okay. He decided you weren’t his person, and that sucks. Like it really fucking blows because you didn’t come to the same decision. Eventually it’ll stop hurting, I promise, and then someone is going to decide you’re their person, and that person will stay.

, #I don't ever really know if stuff like this is asking for advice or if it's a poem request #but treating this like advice #yea #Anonymous

There’s no break pedal on a
motor boat - just forward
and reverse. I think sailing
on love is like that - there’s
no breaking, so instead,
people use hate as a sort of
‘reverse’ to stop the full-
forward run of loving a
person who found a way to
stop loving you.

- anne, I hate him.
, #poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr

1.
I thought of you for a moment
when my head hit the pillow,
even though I was busy, even
thought I was tired.

2.
My day is closing, and you
were a part of it, so I’m saying
goodbye at the end of it.

3.
I hope when your eyes
close, the peace is
overwhelming.

- anne, behind the curtain of a goodnight text
, #poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #goodnight #and more importantly you're telling me you're safe and sound #and I sleep well knowing you're ok and we're ok #me telling you goodnight when I go to bed and you saying it back isn't the same as when you tell me goodnight when you sleep

I worry everyone sees the
desperate in me like a beggar
on the street, my heart open
like a paper cup. A person can
survive without love and
without money but the wanting
will always be there. I’m afraid
of the wanting always being
there. I’m not less of a person
for being alone, but I’m lonely.
I’m afraid of the loneliness
always being there.

- anne, want want want
, #poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #loneliness #prompt: im afraid of never being kissed and of being lonely forever and that i'll never find my person

Maybe you’re a sandy beach and
he’s a hot summer day and by all
accounts you should go together
perfectly - you probably would.
But he chose her. The truth is
that sometimes you only get to
see the sunset from behind a
window. The truth is that even
perfectly matched hearts often
end up in different hands.

- anne, it’s the almosts that are the hardest
, #poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #almost #prompt: we met and there were instant sparks but he got back together with his ex #guyssss that's three today #I can't even remember the last time I was able to write three in a day :) #I've been averaging like 3 a week... #I'm on a rolllllllllll

If you don’t care who touches me
then stop asking - this is how you
always slip up. You say we’re done,
we’re done, we’re done, but then
ask me where my hands are; you
ask me where my heart is and if
it’s still you that’s in it. You keep
leaving me two steps forward and
then one step back inside the door.

- anne, you keep telling me you don’t care in the most caring voice…
, #poetry #poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #breakup #prompt: we broke up and he says I can do whatever I want but keeps asking if I've moved on yet
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