Poetry On Odyssey: Unspoken Romance

Poetry On Odyssey: Unspoken Romance

A short poem for love to escape.

the romance used to escape my lips without hesitation,

but lately I’ve been holding back.

afraid to romanticize such a beautiful creation,

though the silence might break my heart in half.

a hopeless romantic with starvation,

waiting to be fed by the beauty of another being.

as if everything I’ve used to build my foundation

will collapse to the sound of a another heart beating.

constantly surrounded by these sensations,

that i become slowly consumed by.

leaving only room for temptation,

to let these words escape as i lay by your side.

i'm left searching for validation

in a world filled with mystery.

hoping for a moment of realization,

as i memorize the beauty of our story.

Cover Image Credit: Adriana Gil

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To 'That Guy' From High School, My Life Was Always Better Off Without You

I truly wish that I would have never met you.


Silly me for thinking that you were forever - believing the promises and accepting all of your gifts. I took your words to heart: "I want you and only you for the rest of my life." You fantasized romance for me. I thought those feelings were only possible in the movies. I raved about you, spoke so highly about you, and about how I could see a future with you. Silly me.

Silly me for losing friendships over you. I had best friends before you. But then you had me convinced that you were the only person that I needed. They all warned me but I was blinded by your love. There was no way that they could've been right. You were so sweet. You would have never. Silly me.

Silly me for choosing you over experience. You controlled every ounce of my being. I wanted to go out without you but I wasn't allowed. I missed so much because of you and I thought that was normal. I was no longer an individual but rather someone who's life was dictated by someone else's opinions. You told me what was right and wrong. Silly me.

Silly me for believing what you said about my body. I was perfectly content before you came along. But yet there I was, attempting to lose weight and wear more makeup because you told me to. I became a new person around you - one that I didn't like. But I did it anyway, for you. Silly me.

Silly me for thinking I was the only one. I believed the lies that come flowing out of your mouth as if they had been rehearsed for days. You conditioned your eyes to innocence - and I believed them without a doubt. Silly me.

Silly me for not picking up on the signs. Your lies had been inconspicuously drilled into my head. I couldn't even think straight. You had me overcome with emotion to the point where I ignored the hints: the texts with other girls, the lies, the rumors. It all went unnoticed. Silly me.

Silly me for giving you the time of day after I found out what you did. I had always heard of people being cheated on but I never thought that it would've happened to me. Yet, there I was trying to justify why it was okay for you to cheat on me 20+ times. You had me questioning what did wrong to make you not want me. You made me question myself and who I was. Silly me.

And silly me for not knowing my worth earlier on. You stole my happiness, you stole my confidence, you stole my voice, you stole my trust - things I will never be able to fully regain ever again.

I still think about it from time to time, and when I do - I hate myself for ever letting you have that control over me. I truly wish I would've never met you because my life would have been so much better off without you.

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The 3-Year-Long Goodbye

If in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy.


There is finally a "the end," riding off into the sunset, happily ever after. There is definite closing of the book, and I finally accepted that our ending actually helped me. I'm the kind of person that desires a mutually peaceful ending to a relationship. To start, I want you to know that whenever you came into my life, I believe it was the right time and place. Things fall into place and happen for a specific purpose, and that includes what we had. I learned things about life, love, and loss from you. I'm now grateful for the things you taught me, whether they were lessons that hurt or pleasant surprises; in some way or another, it all made me better.The worst part about not having closure is the unknown--we never got to read the epilogue of the story or hear that last note of the song. I finally came to terms that, I don't need you to have my own closure. There are days when I miss who I was when I was with you; when I miss what we had. It's hard to say what I think would have been, but then again, what does it matter now? We can't focus on the what-ifs and the if only's. If we think in terms of that, the reality of what we had will fade and feel like another uncharted territory. I am completely thankful our relationship feels like a past life or a faint remembrance.

When I say I miss what we had, I mean I miss the good times. Not the times you cheated on me, lied to me, used me, mentally and emotionally abused me, and failed to give me what I truly deserved. Part of me will always wonder "why?", but then I remember: you were already broken. Your dad was an addict who died before you were 10. Even if he was around he wasn't capable to show you what a man really is made of. Your mom, the woman who chose alcohol over you and drank herself into a stroke and left you and your three siblings to figure this life out all by yourselves. And we can't forget about your druggie brothers and your promiscuous sister. Who were you to fall on when times got bad? That's right. Your equally f*cked douche bag friends. Oh! Remember that one time your drunken friend shot in me the foot point blank with an airsoft gun and I slapped him, but you got mad at me because I slapped him? Or that time you left me to go party with your friends? Or even better when I was your wedding date but you cancelled on me the day of to go fuck some random whore at the wedding. In the end I can not be mad at you anymore. It may have taken me three years, but I have finally realized everything you did and said that hurt me was simply because you were already broken. To this day, you still deny the fact that anything you did was wrong.

In the beginning, you made me feel like I was the only girl in you world. You made me feel like I was everything and all to you. These feelings faded away quickly when you let your ego get in the way of our relationship. You hated me within weeks of us being together, you made me go behind my parents' backs, belittled me, and abused me mentally. Love blinded me of the ways that you made me feel, it blinded me of the words that you used every time words came out of your mouth, it blinded me of the way that you treated my friends and family, and it blinded me of the way that you treated me

In the end, after three years. I can finally say goodbye, and honestly say you have no control over me anymore. But please know, I wish you the best in everything you pursue. I hope I made a healthier impact on your life than you made on mine, I hope you remember me as a girl you should've treated better and learn from that. I hope someone never abuses you like you did me and I hope you find happiness in your new life. Most of all I hope you find help and mend yourself into a healthy man that is capable of love and peace. I know you have it in you, you just have to want it. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy.

-The girl who is finally ready to say goodbye

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