Heartbreak
3,189 words by 9 writers in Ashiya, Pune & elsewhere
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Dating, Sadness, Heartbreak
your feet will be cut leading you to the tomb you all built.
by Henk HolveckWest hollywood — If the time machine wasn’t just wishful thinking. I would go back to our sweet beginnings, Spending days where it felt so natural. Days with no animosity, no anger, jealousy or regret. No despair, like I feel through my entire being. I hate having to know that you’re cutting me with your oblivious facade, goes left unspoken. I’m left grieving over something that would provide us both happine...
Henk Holveck
Ardra Dcruz
Cody Rendon
Love, Heartbreak, sad
heartbreak tastes like frozen tears, salty and sad with a side of loneliness, frozen in time.
by Cody RendonMclean — A single tear fell onto my trembling lip, and slid onto my tongue and down my throat. I was at loss of words, frozen in time, that sharp moment of sadness and horror forever burned into my mind. We al...
Rainbow, Heartbreak, places
What I learnt about my breakup from the Rainbow.
by Arushi ChopraPune — This was the first ever rainbow, I’d seen and that too on a trip which will be my first ever road trip where I drove through the hills, for the first time. People in love will agree (I hope, they do)...
Heartbreak, Love, friends?
Realizing that the heartbreak that consumed you for most of year was the best thing that could've happened to you.
by Mariah HillisSaskatoon — A couple months back, this guy and I realized that we both had feelings for each other, but it all fell to pieces by the slight problem that he lived in Texas. Which is more the 2500 kilometers from w...
Other Stories
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Heartbreak
It's not always us....There are things we need to look onto sometimes !
by Ardra Dcruz in Thiruvananthapuram -
Dating, Sadness, Heartbreak
your feet will be cut leading you to the tomb you all built.
by Henk Holveck in West Hollywood -
Love, Heartbreak, sad
heartbreak tastes like frozen tears, salty and sad with a side of loneliness, frozen in time.
by Cody Rendon in McLean -
Heartbreak, Love, friends?
Realizing that the heartbreak that consumed you for most of year was the best thing that could've happened to you.
by Mariah Hillis in Saskatoon -
Love, Heartbreak, love you
I lost my first love, and he probably will be the only love.
by Henk Holveck in Los Angeles -
Love, Heartbreak, Travel
A poem that explains it all
by Amanda Barba in London -
Rainbow, Heartbreak, places
What I learnt about my breakup from the Rainbow.
by Arushi Chopra in Pune
Recent Moments
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Heartbreak
It's not always us....There are things we need to look onto sometimes !
in Thiruvananthapuram, India -
Heartbreak
Everything that I do reminds me of you.Life is hard right now.
in Mumbai, India -
Heartbreak, Angst, Goodbyes
The Smell of GoodbyeI smell like sadness, a dozen hot summer days infused to my skin, my pupils quiet in the darkness, smeared makeup, cheeto breath, and a thousands reasons to never wake up. I smell like mourning, when someone decides that life is not quite worth 100% while as death will have to wait: the silent grey of monotonous coexistence with reality. I smell like depression, the stench of unmotivation, last week’s morning hair stuck to my scalp. I bet you smell like sandle-wood and sweat. The perfect concoction of masculinity. Then the aroma of a fresh shower, the spice of natural body odor, the tinge of after shave. You’re an atmosphere I’ve almost forgotten existed, but yet can’t breathe without.I remember our smell: an infusion of salty, sweet, and everything in between. Eliciting the most positive kind of medley: like Thai food, just the right amount of all the flavors, the weirdest blends in a captivating combination. An impression that forever lasted, until yesterday.I think about all the yesterday’s because there won’t be any tomorrow, with you. I smell a hint of sour wine, the scent of regret. The brew-ish whiff of a handful of rotten grapes decaying on the windowsill. I smell raw blood leaking from my punctured fingers, grabbing handfuls of shattered glass. I smell smoke as the fire of your anger burns through my memory.I smell him, the acidity of betrayal in your eyes— a skunk would be jealous. The room reeked bitter of broken promises. You were the hallmark of vindication. Today it stinks of ripped hearts and rotting souls. I was the wild card you pulled from a sinking ship, and you were the quiet lullaby my mother used to sing me to sleep.Now you’re just a whiff of a scent I induce in retrospect. The unforgiving stereotype, the savory gourmet sauce that reminds me of criticism. I blame myself, I blame you. Unresponsive is my heart as I cut it from my chest with silver tendrils of crystal glass. It smells of cool afternoon and unwashed carpet. And then it smells like death. Self-blame is a hint of ashes and a rotting open wound filled with maggots. Suicide is the smell of disease infested waters and a million mosquitoes. I hope I’m the whiff you’ll recollect with a smile of sunshine and strawberry ice cream. Because today I smell like decaying contrition. A cold body wrapped in suffocatingly miserable ashes, a final goodbye.
in Everett, United States -
Dating, Sadness, Heartbreak
your feet will be cut leading you to the tomb you all built.
in West Hollywood, United States -
Love, Heartbreak, sad
heartbreak tastes like frozen tears, salty and sad with a side of loneliness, frozen in time.
in McLean, United States -
Heartbreak, Love, friends?
Realizing that the heartbreak that consumed you for most of year was the best thing that could've happened to you.
in Saskatoon, Canada -
Love, Heartbreak, love you
I lost my first love, and he probably will be the only love.
in Los Angeles, United States -
Love, Heartbreak, Travel
A poem that explains it all
in London, United Kingdom -
Rainbow, Heartbreak, places
What I learnt about my breakup from the Rainbow.
in Pune, India