breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
Bittersweet
You used to wake up every morning with a smile on your face, and I'd know the minute I opened my eyes that it was because of me. You used to wake up with me before the sun and gaze intently at my reflection in the mirror while I brushed my teeth, as if I was the water that your body needed after days of clawing your way through the Sahara. You used to see me. You used to kiss my fingertips while simultaneously counting your blessings. You used to kiss my breath away, then turn pale in the face, replacing it with your own. You used to sing the gospel to me. With me. You used to hug me so hard that the broken pieces in me were one again. You used to stroke my hair gently, reaffirming me of my own worth while my head rested heavily in your lap and my tears puddled at your feet. You used to hum "I love you," and other sweet nothing's into my ear until I was lullabied to sleep. You used to be my rest. You used to dance around with me in the kitchen to Stevie Wonder, and I watched as your smile doubled in size when I sang off key. You used to smile at me. You used to bear your soul to me. So much so that I felt the need to cover your nakedness up with the velvet of my voice, reassuring you that no amount of past woes or filth you felt clung to you would ever make me love you any less.
By Diamond Moore8 years ago in Humans
The Breakup Letter
You are the worst kind of human being that exists today. A complete waste of space and energy and the incarnation of pure evil and all that is bad. You are a succubus and a black hole where all hopes, dreams, and emotion go to die and be forgotten. You destroy all that is good and pure with the predisposition to somehow better only yourself or your situation no matter the cost. You are all that is hateful, harmful, disgusting, malicious, repulsive, spiteful, wicked, greedy, selfish, rotten, and poisonous. You don't care who you hurt or what relationships you destroy. You deny any and all accountability for your actions and decisions or the repercussions thereof, enjoying the pain, suffering, and misfortune they've caused others in the process.
By David McZachary8 years ago in Humans
Out of Love
We built this life together and I think that's probably the reason why I held on for so long. When you've known a person you held so dear to you since you were teenager, it's hard to let go because you know that if you do, then you can't cry on his shoulder anymore, he can't be the person you call to break down to and the best parts of him no longer are yours.
By Muted Clarity8 years ago in Humans
I Think She Broke Me
I love pop culture. Back to the Future especially. And do you want to know which Back to the Future character I relate to the most? Einstein, Doc’s dog. I’ve always found I had some profound and transcendent connection with that dog. He is the first living object to travel into the future, then hops out as if nothing happened, completely oblivious to the world-changing science that has just transpired around him. That is exactly me. Our entire relationship I was utterly ignorant to the underlying metaphor. Ignorant to the inevitable failure that comes from an unbalanced relationship. It wasn’t until it was all over that I could truly comprehend what had just happened. Yes, believe it or not, this is a story of love. More accurately, lack thereof.
By David Climo8 years ago in Humans
Twelve Years Later
"If we got back together, what would be different this time?" I racked my brain, trying to think of ways in which we both had changed over the years. Ignoring the aching in my chest begging me not to ruin this moment, I explained how much more mature he had gotten—how he was finally growing into his own person; an adult. I reasoned that my anxiety and depression were under control, and that while I still have a fiery, passionate personality, my temper is much more subdued.
By Abigail Winter8 years ago in Humans
Analysis of My Past Relationship
One day I received a friend request on Facebook from a man named Luis. I did not think twice when I pushed accept since I would accept every friend request someone would send me. He soon messaged me asking if we could play Call of Duty together since it was my favorite game. When we first talked we instantly clicked and our friendship soon became a relationship. Both of our parents thought our relationship was inappropriate since I was 15 and he was 18. They told us we were not allowed but we soon began to date in secret. I thought I found my soulmate but all I found was an abusive, manipulative man. In this analysis, I will be analyzing mine and Luis' relationship from beginning to now.
By Analicia 🌸 Del Toro8 years ago in Humans
