sad poetry

Lovely Words: Rebeka Anne

I haven’t done one of these LW posts in awhile, but have been drooling over Rebeka Anne’s poetry these past few weeks. She gets to the depths of the soul and really expresses love in a beautiful way! Im such a sucker for poetry, and she has by far became one of the best poets I’ve came across. I discovered her on tumblr. You can visit her tumblr page @AnneIsRestless and see more of her poetry here… Now here are a few of my favourite pieces by her… Enjoy!

soul mates

“I’m leaving you. After months of
waking up loving you just as much
if not more than the night before,
I’ve realized you’re the one. My
soul mate. So I’m leaving you
because as it is, this will never
work. I saw the light at the end
of the tunnel in you – heaven in
the palm of your hand – and I
knew I wasn’t ready. We’re not
ready. My insides are still too
twisted, you haven’t ticked
enough boxes on your bucket
list and I’m not willing to lose
you over bad timing. I’m leaving
you, and I hope you never delete
my number from your phone,
and I hope one day when I call
you will be waiting.”

morning

“Dear lover. Dear songbird. Dear
sweet sign that something good
is coming, I’m writing to tell you
that nothing has felt as warm as
you smiling at me. I’m writing 
to tell you that sometimes you
hear the birds before you can 
see the sun rising and that my
night has been so long. Long and
deep. Deep and dark. Dear 
morning, I’m writing to tell you
I heard you and I’m running to 
you and I don’t know what’s coming but it’s good.” 

I’d still choose your cold over anything else

“I could be writing a poem
about hurt, about how it’s
disappointing to open the
windows on a sunny day and
have it be cold. All I can say
is that you are daylight and
that it’s always enough, even
if the bitterness stings.”

the crazy things we do

“So instead of saying I love you
just to hear you say it back, I tie
myself up on a railroad. I lock
myself up in a tower, I fall
asleep and promise you there
is no way to wake me other
than to push your stubborn
mouth against mine. And you
do. A thousand times, and then
a thousand times more after
that and you wonder why I
can’t ever seem to save myself.
And I wonder why you can’t
just tell me you love me so I can
stop making excuses for you to
show it.”

XO,

A

p.s. don’t forget to check out her page please…. there’s so much more beauty to see….

The Best I Could Be

I tried the best I could

To be the best I could

For even the worst of you

Just so you could be the best you could to me.

But the best I could wasn’t good enough

To make you the best you could be to me.

And even when I see the sun shining from your eyes

And flowers sprouting

With every step that rises from the dirt

I trail behind

Dragging weeds

Because that’s the best I can be.

A tiny weed

Scattered through your flowers

Because what you see of me

Is what I have come to be

And the best I will ever be

Is as great as you make me.

I see the best in you

But you don’t see the best in me

And therefore we can never be.

Even though this is the truth

I will stay and admire you

Until the weeds have eaten all your flowers away

And you ask me to leave.

But until then

I will be the best that I can be

For even the worst of you.

·A