Tag Archives: Ex-boyfriends

This one is for you P

I’m having those thoughts again. Sad, lonely, empty heart, thoughts. Sad that he wasn’t the person for me. What I needed was consistency and daily connection. It was simple, I needed daily connection. When I finally understood he couldn’t give … Continue reading

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A short story about separation

[from A’s memory]: She looked me in the eye and told me how much my words hurt her, how my actions and lack of effort effectively left her feeling unwanted. That our time spent together, she could only cringe when remembering: … Continue reading

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These Ex of mine

I never knew where he stood and what he thought about it. About my actions and reactions, and fights and battles. About all that made me small in life, all that made me weak and negative and in search of … Continue reading

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• stupid •

You are a stupid person. Instead of embracing my honesty and vulnerability as more meaningful than your feeble attempts to be “friends”, you make comments making me feel like I am forever complicating things. As if my feelings have to correlate … Continue reading

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He met someone.

It burnt me. How could he have met someone and I hadn’t// How could he be with someone so soon after and I wasn’t. It burnt me, it really did. I thought and thought, and justified that he was a … Continue reading

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sparks will fly

Real love grows when someone finds unspeakable beauty in the place you’ve been cut open. But the thing is, you can’t expect someone else to heal those wounds. And you can’t break someone else thinking it will heal your wounds. … Continue reading

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Tehran has made you

I’m sure you think I’m an enigma, a deceptive mystery in your world of over-confident, presumptuous, carefree girls. With your questions about the tint on my car, my friends, my smoking habits. You with your parties; and wechat; and cruising; … Continue reading

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