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by Anj CP | Love Poems and Other Mushy Stuff

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Shared Air

We are a tumble of breaths,

Each not knowing where one starts and one ends.

with your every inhale, my ribs are pulled in,

And in my every exhale it is your breath I smell on me,

We are so close, we share the same air.

At An Angle

At a certain angle, our love looks smooth and perfect.

But up close, it is lines crashing upon each other,

Edges jutting out,

Sharp and dangerous.

It is not the kind that will survive scrutiny.

How to Break Up During a Quarantine

  1. Say you lost your pass.
  2. Say your data plan sucks.
  3. Say your place is in “hard lockdown.”

She’ll soon figure out you’re a nonessential.

Until You Figure Things Out

Someday you’ll realize who pours the coffee when you yawn;

Or who always has a dry sleeve for you to cry on.

Who opens the door when you need a place to crash in;

Who cheers the loudest when you stand up to sing.

In time you will know this poem was for you;

And also this shirt, because I know you love blue.

But until them I am in this precarious state

I hold my heart by a string, awaiting its fate.

I deserve more than your kindness, but kindness will suffice.

When you do figure out where I stand, please be nice.

Unraveled

red-thread

I am a wound ball of string, but with your slightest touch,

I fall and unravel.

A single slip and I am back to untangling

the mess that you make of my heart.

Thank You, Next!

This poem was inspired by a story I recently followed on Youtube about how the Ariana Grande’s song, Thank You, Next got made. I thought that maybe good breakups are possible, and that while a relationship may not have worked out, it doesn’t necessarily make the couple regret being in it.

So, without further ado, here it is! I hope you guys enjoy!

Thank You, Next

Thank  you

for showing me

how much I could love

another person.

I’m so grateful because you

stretched my patience

to breaking.

Otherwise, I would never had known that I had it

in me to go beyond myself.

Now, we’ve both grown out of our

spaces and it’s time to move on.

And while ours was not the one that

made it, I am looking forward to

loving once again.

And it’s all because of you.

So again, thank you.

Our Cat Needs Closure

Me? I’m fine. Really.

But if there’s a karma god out there

watching over broken pets,

you better know what to say.

You broke our cat.

Every day, she walks around the house in a daze.

In want of an explanation

of why she’s no longer getting those

ear rubs, the kind that makes her purr.

Of why she’s no longer seeing two pairs

of legs under the dinner table.

Of why her sleep isn’t interrupted

by your stubby face buried on her belly.

She peers into my eyes with her head slightly tilted

waiting for an answer that I don’t have.

Maybe it’s time you tell her

what happened to us.

A Serious Setback

Plan B

It would’ve helped if I knew from the get-go

that I wasn’t the one you saw yourself with down the line.

You were the only plan I have…I had.

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