Three short poems about loving too much, and loving wrongly:


Her collapsed-self rebuilds itself

A little every day

Around the bright smiles

On the faces of the people

She keeps falling apart for

Only to collapse all over again.


She had been putting herself

Into the pies she bakes,

And every time someone

Refuses to take a bite,

A part of her dies.


If you are forced to put

Your heart into things

You do not want to do,

Those things shall get done,

But in the long run

Neither love shall prevail

Nor shall you!


“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”
Ernest Hemingway

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    1. Thank you so much, Ellie.😊There’s absolutely no need to apologise, my dear friend. It is incredibly generous of you to take out time to leave a kind comment. It means a lot. I am fine, thank you. I hope you are doing well, too. Take care. ❤️😊

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  1. Hemingways’ quote is perfect in the way it ties together all three of these moving poems. I’m afraid I’ve got a singular talent for losing myself in this very way when it comes to relationships, so each of these speaks to me on a fundamental level. There’s such sadness in these, and the sense of loss of not only the relationship, but of ourselves as well. It’s so difficult to find ourselves when we continually sacrifice ourselves to those we love. After a while, we have no idea who we are anymore. These are gorgeous poems, Aaysid and the trio combined makes for a poignant, touching experience. 🙂

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