The world of your "love-memories" is still in your heart. Your love moments will never vanish. Live outwardly for others and sometimes close your eyes and feel your love moments.

I felt like u're telling my story , what i felt like and that cutting thing ... everything happened to me exactly this is my exact story bravo !!!!

This is very touching and everyone can relate to this at one point of time in thier life. I always try to remember that if it was not for the pain and broken hearts then I would not truly know and enjoy the experiences of happiness.

And, yes, there will always be a place in your heart that aches and longs for him. I wish time did heal all wounds, but instead it just makes each day easier to suppress the pain that we learn to live with.

~~Sher

This is how I felt when my boyfriend left me it took 5 years to get over it but part of me still wants him to hold my hand and make me feel happy no one can ever replace him

5/5 on this poem. good job.. I can relate to this, thats the reason why i cried while reading this.

5/5 on this poem. good job.. I can relate to this, thats the reason why i cried while reading this.

Love it :) gr8t job

This is how I feel now. As I read this my eyes pour tears. The guy I loved...I never imagined this would've happened, but it did and I miss the real him. I feel lost and broken. But this poem was beautiful.

I really like this one.

I adore this!

Very interesting girl

Very deep. All the best, your a very gifted writer.

Me and my friend alexis love it

I feel for you. keep on writing it helps with pain

Im so sorry dear.ope everythin.
is fine now

Amazing! Made me tear up because I know exactly how you feel... Stay strong my friend! Absolutely Beautiful! <3

Amazing! Made me tear up because I know exactly how you feel... Stay strong my friend! Absolutely Beautiful! <3

Heartbreaking, I relate, so sad, so utterly speechless

Amazing !!! .. simply amazing it is !! :)

Im crying. all besides the cutting again is part of what ive been going though latly i love this poem