Day to Day Poetry, Day to Day Writing, Epiphanies, poetry

#1 Falling in love with stone

I still feel everything.

The rawness, the sweetness of being in a new relationship –
the fire that envelops my body and keeps me warm;
the storm that rages in my heart.
I tried so hard to fight the paradise slowly rising in my mind
but you crawled right through;
you took those giant hands and pounded them against defenses I have built especially for men like you –
in fear I stood, paralyzed, immobilized,
watching them slowly crumble in front of your bent knees and told myself, repeatedly:
Don’t do this, please don’t do this. He will leave.

And then one day, it happened:
I was vulnerable and exposed and I
liked it.
I liked being folded up in the cusps of your hands to be tended to and adored.
I called you for help when I needed it; I resented you openly when you didn’t give it.
I told you I loved you so many times it hurts.
Each time I recall it now, I shudder.
How weak I let you made me; how fast I gave myself to you;
how blindly I kept going.

Now that it’s over, I can’t stop.
My mind is on repeat;
keeps showing me the things we used to do,
the things we promised each other we would do.
You told me
Singapore, and I said, stoically, unfeelingly,
I don’t think we’re ever going anywhere,
like a fortune teller,
like a dark foreboding figure that knew in the depths of my heart,
we wouldn’t last.

So why be shocked, when I knew it all along?
Why stay in fetal position and do nothing else but breathe because it’s the only thing that’s tolerable?
Why feel the jabbing in my heart, twisting and twisting until it ruptures –
and I’m left with so many pieces that I’m in awe at how tiny my heart can break.
Each day is carving myself into existence;
each hour is an Everest I have to climb but it keeps going –
each breath I take gets shallower and shallower until there’s not enough oxygen to keep me going –
I feel my walls breaking over and over again –
I fall asleep to peace and dream that we’re still together –
I wake up panicked and confused, and grieving all over again.
I don’t feel safe, nothing feels safe, nothing feels true and trustworthy.
I am falling apart inside this prison of my own making and I don’t know how long I can keep going.


And I see you, stoic and unchanged,
brushing off our history like a speck of dust on your shoulder.
I am crumbling under the weight of the world and you’re standing tall and succeeding,
the curve of your cheeks glowing.
Healthier than ever before;
as if the stain of our relationship was what was holding you down,
while I drive myself further into the ground without you.
I have so many questions you refuse to answer,
dodging them so effortlessly even as I fall apart in front of you.

I loved you so much – it wasn’t enough
and now I’m left shell shocked, and lost –
no longer able to find my way home –

because falling in love with you, sweetheart,
was falling in love with stone.                                                                                                                                                   

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Epiphanies

How to Cut People Out of your life & Forget Them Completely

(A Complete Guide Designed to make You Feel Better About Yourself in General)

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Update Aug. 22 2014/ Disclaimer: It has long come to my attention that this post is, unfortunately, one of my most popular posts on this blog, with people reaching it often typing in search words such as: how to forget someone, deleting someone, what to do after you’ve been cut off, etc. I would just like to emphasize the following:

  1. First and foremost – this is not, in any way shape or form – meant to be taken SERIOUSLY. It is a SATIRE. It is meant for comedic purposes. It is not a literal HOW TO on trying to forget someone – so if that’s what you’re looking for in here – please look somewhere else.
  2. This was meant as a post for people who want to break-up with FRIENDS, NOT a person you are in a relationship with. Being in a romantic relationship with someone is definitely very different from having such a friendship with someone, so please don’t view this post as such.
  3. This was also meant to apply to a person who is breaking up with a FRIEND  without trying to mediate the situation first, to avoid any sort of confrontation. This was supposed to be about me de-friending people before I get too close to them because I was too afraid of being de-friended first – so if this somehow, affects you personally, I apologize, but this post was not meant to reach the heights that it did, it was more of a way for me to vent.

Knowing all that, I hope I didn’t scare you away. Otherwise – enjoy.

(A/N: I hope this post comes off as satirical and comedic. I don’t actually want anybody to ever do this, I have done it way too much, and I regret it every single time. If you’re in a situation you want to get out of, I would suggest to dig deep and try to understand where the other person is coming from. I like to believe that people are inherently good and honest, and that it’s their problems/insecurities/past trauma that motivates them to become unworthy of our love and attention.)

So you’ve had it. For some reason or other, you need to get rid of this person, and you need to get rid of him/her — FAST. It doesn’t matter if she’s your in-the-moment best friend, that girl you went to high school and university that all of a sudden deleted you off Facebook, or that one-night stand — you can solve all your problems and protect yourself completely if you follow this guide right here.

Please note: this, by no means, implicates that you AREN’T the asshole who decided to break contact and forget everything this person has done for you. The situation, at this point, is moot. Just know and understand, that following these steps, is for your own protection only — maybe you don’t want to get hurt, maybe you’re afraid of what this new friendship/encounter will bring, or maybe you found an inherent flaw that you just can’t get over — doesn’t matter — deciding to cut people out of your life is for your own good, meaning you’ve consciously decided to ignore and de-legitimize what the other person could be going through/could feel after being cut/any general repercussion of the friendship having ended.

Therefore, you will have to live with this guilt for the rest of your life and you should be prepared for it.

But you already knew that before coming here.

1. Focus on your reasons for leaving.

What is it? Is it because she once said something racist you can’t quite get over? Or is it because he called and texted way too many times than you’re comfortable with?

Whatever it is, focus on it. Even better, exaggerate the shit out of it. Here’s where your imagination/paranoia can kick in.

Google him/her. That’s your best ticket to finding everyone’s dirtiest secret. Don’t be stupid and google their names, that almost never works. Most people have been privy to this googling secret and have decided to cover their cyber tracks. Google their old high school email, or maybe it’s their gamertag on  xbox or ps3 — either way, you’re going to get a hit. Most people will use the same username on websites they don’t want to be discovered in. That can range from myfitnesspal to livejasmin. Pick your vice.

Sooner or later, you’re going to stumble on a dirty little secret — maybe they have irritable bowel syndrome and signed up for a forum, or maybe they like big-breasted girls and have a paid account on a porn site — whatever it is, you’ve found your gem. Create a story that ties with their internet activities to the person you know — and BOOM. You’ve got yourself a legitimate reason to disappear from their lives forever.

Because no one, and I mean no one, would ever want their internet history found for some reason or another. There’s always something you don’t know about a person that exists somewhere on the internet — you just gotta find it and use it.

2. Start the wipe-out.

Chances are, if you’re a decent human being, a sad, defeated, “hey” every once in a while over text will be enough to make you reel back. Even looking at old Facebook photos can be a very painful process if you want to forget about a person. Which is why you should wipe everything you can about that person from your life.

I know some phones don’t completely block numbers. It blocks their calls but you can still get their texts — which is enough of a trigger for some of us. Worry not — there’s apps for that! One that’s available for Android is Mr.Number. It’s an easy enough interface that allows you to block calls and texts from any number that you want. But make sure you go on “settings” and stop those notifications from coming in, otherwise you get a sad little beep every time the person tries to contact you – and remember, no one wants to relapse!

Make sure you do a clean swipe! Mark their email addresses as spam on ALL YOUR EMAIL ACCOUNTS. The last thing you want is an email with 😦 on the subject and nothing but “What’s wrong?? IS EVERYTHING OK??” as content. That will tug at your heartstrings and we don’t want that. So just mark them as spam and just never check your junk mail — ever, ever, ever. Just click hitting that “Empty Junk” button and your heart will stay whole.

Last but not least, purge them off your facebook completely. That includes friendship removal, untag photos, delete your own albums, delete wall posts and (if you can) unfriend mutual friends. And most of all, BLOCK YOUR FACEBOOK so that they can’t send you a message, write on your wall, or try to friend you again. NOT EVEN A SINGLE POKE.

It is only when you’re done with the cleansing that true healing can begin.

3. Move on.

Don’t talk about it — EVER. Not to anyone. Not even your cat. Internalize that shit until it becomes a kidney stone that has to be removed. Never cry, don’t even scream. If you let a single word escape from you that attempts to explain/describe what you just did, you will break, and all your hard work will come undone. You’ll relapse; guilt will take over and you’ll send a sad, desperate text message one day while you’re drunk in Lindsey, and say, “I still love you”.

And then you’ll start getting calls you wish you didn’t hear ring, because as soon as they start reaching out, the vivid illusion you built for yourself becomes so alive and so terrifying in your mind that you are now convinced it’s real. And you’ll start stressing, and you’ll start realizing that if you pick up, you’ll have to explain yourself, and because you never really took the time to understand what scared you away, you won’t be able to come up with an answer, and you’ll slowly sink into the realization that it was your fault, that it was you who ran away. So you won’t pick up.

Until they stop calling, and then both of you revert back to step one. You’ll have to start forgetting again. You sent a text, so you probably never deleted that number in the first place. Or maybe you dug it up from old emails. Which you now have to delete. Remember. Protect yourself. If you do relapse, repeat step 1 to 2, and dedicate yourself to step 3. It’s essential after all, and is the whole point of this thing.

It’s better if you move to another city. New surroundings will help you  forget easily. It’s even better if you find a new group of friends who know nothing about your past. So constantly seek them out. Never turn down an invite to another party, to another bar, to another club.

Keep trying to surround yourself with friends to forget the fact that you once had a single, true friend you felt too scared to hold on to, because you couldn’t handle the responsibility that comes with unconditional love, but mostly because you came to a point where you realized you loved them too much and that you would do absolutely anything to prevent them from knowing who you really are only to end up dissapointed — even if that meant cutting them out of your life completely.

But don’t worry — it’s the last step. It’s only the rest of your life you have to worry about from this point on, not anybody else’s.

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