snippets of memories, poems of my past.

  I love you still, though you are far from me, And life has pulled us apart so cruelly. Why did we meet, just to be torn in two? Why bring such love, then take away you ? Was it a dream that faded with the sun? A story stopped before it was begun? I gave you all, and still you slipped away— Now I just miss you more with every day. I sit by the window and watch the rain, Hoping you might come back to me again. Though deep inside I know you won’t appear, I wait for you, year after quiet year. So even if you’re gone and won’t return, My heart will keep the love, and let it burn.

ChatGPT ChatGPT In the quiet moments, when the night grows deep, I feel the ache, the longing, the memories to keep. "I miss you," whispers echo in the empty space, Yearning for your presence, for your warm embrace. I wish you felt the love I hold so true, A love that's deep, enduring, for only you. But alas, it seems our hearts beat out of sync, Yours wandering elsewhere, mine on the brink. Each day, I wish for just a simple call, To hear your voice, to soften this fall. But silence greets me, a void so stark, Leaving me stranded in the dark. I wish she weren't a part of your life's stage, A rival to the love that I engage. For in my dreams, it's just us two, Bound by love, pure and true. Oh, how I wish for a different tale to weave, Where our love reigns, and hearts never grieve. But alas, reality paints a different hue, Leaving me to confess, "I'm in love with you."

You speak of her voice with admiration clear, But what of mine, does it not reach your ear? You say you like the way she articulates, Leaving me wondering if my voice dissipates. In the symphony of words, her melody sings, Captivating your attention with the way she strings. But what about the whispers that I weave, Do they not stir something, make you believe? Does my voice not carry the same weight, As hers, that you hold in such high state? Or do my words fall silent, lost in the din, While hers, like a sonnet, draw you in? I wonder if you hear the passion in my tone, Or if it's only her voice that you've known. You say you like the way she speaks, it's true, But what about me, do I not speak to you? Let not her words drown out mine, For in them, too, there's a story to define. So listen closely, let my voice be heard, And in its cadence, find a love unblurred.

In the throng of crowded streets, they stroll, Hand in hand, a sight that takes its toll. Your fingers intertwined with hers so tight, While I'm left here, longing, out of sight. I hate the way your touch eludes my grasp, As if my hand in yours could never clasp. You say it's not the time, the place, the mood, But in their gaze, our love feels misconstrued. Their glances, whispers, assumptions made, As if our bond could simply fade. They see you two and dub you as a pair, While we, unnoticed, silently despair. Aren't we the ones meant to walk this path, Sharing love that's meant to last? Yet in the shadows, we're forced to hide, As your hand finds hers, by your side. I hate it, yes, this public display, For it chips away at what we portray. But deeper still, it fuels the fire, Reminding me of our unfulfilled desire.

ChatGPT ChatGPT How could you love her, with her tangled web, Ignoring friends, while she chases a new ebb? Saying she's busy, her schedule a lie, But to a new beloved, she doesn't deny. Pretending friendship, with a heart so cold, Leaving trust shattered, stories untold. To love someone who treats others with neglect, Is to embrace a path you may regret. She ignores her friends, their calls left unheard, Yet to a stranger's charm, her heart's stirred. And that beloved, well, he's not just any, He's mine, in your eyes, my love, uncanny. So why choose her, with her disrespectful way, When love built on respect should have its say? Seek someone whose heart is true and kind, Who values others, in heart and in mind. For in the end, it's respect that binds, A love that lasts, through all time's winds. So turn away from her deceitful game, And find a love built on honesty's flame.

Once, you were a beacon, shining bright, With honesty and openness, your guiding light. But now, for her, you weave a web of lies, For her? For her? My heart silently cries. Why change yourself, bend to fit her mold, When your true self is worth more than gold? I would never ask you to alter your being, For with you, my love, I am always seeing. The authenticity you once proudly displayed, Shouldn't be masked, or quietly betrayed. You were perfect as you were, by my side, In your truth and sincerity, I confide. Yet now, for her, you hide behind a guise, For her? For her? My heart softly sighs. Don't lose yourself in her transient glow, For my love, your true self, I'll always know. So be true to who you are, my dear, For in your honesty, there's nothing to fear. I'll love you just as you are, forever and more, For your genuine self, I deeply adore.