
Falling in love is easy
Is there anyone really worth
Staying in love for
Blast from the past:
You can’t buy my love
But you could try a little
Wouldn’t mind the attempt.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Poems about relationships

Falling in love is easy
Is there anyone really worth
Staying in love for
Blast from the past:
You can’t buy my love
But you could try a little
Wouldn’t mind the attempt.

I fell in love once,
But I could not stay in love
With who you became
Blast from the past:
Walking in mistakes
Building and then rebuilding
It’s time to call it

(The person who this poem is dedicated to will know who they are when they see it.)
I hope you can
Give yourself the hugs
That I could never seem to give youI hope you can
Stabilize the life
I kept moving beneath you.I hope you can build
A place for yourself
I could never create with you.I hope you can give
Yourself enough space to be
In a world trying to snuff you out.I hope you can get
The anger to keep going
Even if it’s directed at me.I hope you can continue
To fail with a courage
I will never be able to muster.I hope you can laugh
In the way that
I never seemed to understand.I hope you can have
The adventures
I never had time for.I hope you can grieve
For what could have been
So that you never accept anything lessI hope you can see
Beyond the storm
At the life you’d love to live.I hope when you remember our time together
You remember it just fondly enough to keep going
But with just enough anger at me
To try to prove me wrong.
Blast from the past:
You
Me
You and me
You and me falter
You and me falter every day

We are like seashells,
Echoing the universe,
If you listen in
Blast from the past:
Talking and talking
Not listening to the world
Of the other

Constant speed bumps
Bump bump bump
For my butt
Blast from the past:
If I make you whole,
And you make me whole,
Then I make myself whole.

You idolize him,
But does he remember your name?
A pathetic god.
Blast from the past:
Old secrets and lies
Differing expectations
Weird relationship

select love
from him
join her
on child
where
womb is null
(I wrote my poem for today in the programming language SQL.)
Blast from the past:
There is nothing one
Can give that is friendlier
Than one’s very tears.

You can’t be your best
Person in a place you are
Trying to outgrow.
Blast from the Past:
It’s just me and you
What you water’s what you grow
Growing without you

Do something grand
Do something amazing
But you won’t do any good
If you come guns a blazing
Blast from the Past:
Would an avenged pot
Ever really manage to
Hold water again?

The cuscus glances at
His lover across the branch
In the afterglow of sex
Blast from the Past:
What is the point of
Fine roses in the pathway if
You can’t enjoy them?