Dear Ex Lover
Writer’s Note: I had a lover who I thought was the best thing ever that happened to me. Turns out he wasn’t. All through the five months we were together, he had a “significant other”, and I was just the side chick/dude. It hurt when I found out, and the verse below is the expression of my pain.
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Dear Ex Lover,
I promise I’ll stop chasing your memory in my dreams.
I’ll stop bringing your name up
Over cups of teas, toast, and loneliness
I will marry a man
And I will lay my heart on his chest
Like red roses on Mahogany caskets
And we shall have a daughter and she’ll have eyes that’ll remind me
That God still believes in second chances.
And if she ever decided to love a woman, I will rub bravery down her spine.
I will be reminded of all the times that we loved
Like there were expiration dates tattooed on our inner thighs.
If she ever comes home with eyelids like cracking Levis and bruised kneecaps
And a heart filled with question marks
I will hold her like my mother never held me
I will clasp her face in my palms like the New Testament on Judgement Day
I will tell her that love is the passion that allows you to do the right thing
And that no woman can play coaster to a half empty heart.
And if she ever feels as if she is alone
As if she is a hand-me-down pulled out of the depths of daddy’s closet
I’ll remember you and tell her that I know
That I know what it’s like to want someone to remember you
That some men are as foul as expired wares in produce aisles
That apologies are like oxygen masks on a hijacked plane
I’ll tell her to never regret loving in permanent ink
That scars only give you stretch marks, something to gossip about
That hearts and stop signs are fraternal twins,
Lost in open roads and hollow chests
If my daughter’s mirror ever looks unfamiliar
And she’s too embarrassed to run into daddy’s arms
I’ll pray that she has friends with hearts filled with thousands of fire flies
Friends who are not too cool to pray with her
Who will tell her to stop looking for the light at the end of the tunnel
And find God in the darkness
If my daughter ever walks into the house like shattering glass
I’ll tell her about you.
I’ll tell her that we hurt like c-sections birthing dead babies
That we cried together, and we prayed together, and we laughed
Like our smiles were the only ones that mattered in this world.
That we hurt like men who loved men, who loved people that did not love us.
Dear Ex Lover
I hope my daughter never knows what a goodbye kiss feels like
I hope she never knows what “I’ll see you later” really means.
I hope she never memorizes the dial-tone of a last conversation
Because a broken heart feels like poisoned butterflies
Taking their last flutters in the pit of your stomach
Dear Ex Lover
I hope my daughter never bears her soul in pain via a blog
Knowing that the hands her lover will use to scroll and read her poem
Are the same hands that will never hold her again.
Written by Vhar
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35 Comments
McGray
December 30, 04:12Ow! I’m so touched. But seriously i have never really met that person that will make me loose a wink of sleep when he decides to go. Eh, i just thought this oo, but i would like to know if DM would abandon his dear Vodka if MM leaves. **just saying**
Queer Mike
December 30, 04:54This is deep. WoW
pinkpanthertb
December 30, 05:01And Mike comes out of hibernation because of poetry… 🙂
A-non
December 30, 05:04Ogadisinma…
Rapu'm
December 30, 05:12Touching poetry, Vhar. At least something beautiful comes out of broken things.
Airdeecan
December 30, 05:41Damn!!!!!, that was deep…I could almost feel d pain myself, Dear Vhar, you’ll be fine buddy, I know you will.
Shawn L. Bird
December 30, 05:43Wow. Powerfully written! Have you performed this anywhere? It seems meant to be spoken aloud.
pinkpanthertb
December 30, 05:45True that. The words read like something that needs to be given life.
Kristopher B
December 30, 05:43You must have really loved this person… Let it go man, let it off. You’ve got a good head on your shoulders, if you keep doing what your love in confidence and radiate positivity someone better will come along. Well written piece sir.
Max
December 30, 05:43Omg… This is so beautiful. Bravo bravo!!!!!! Bravo!!!!!!!.. Love it. I said it before, sadness brings out the best or worst in us. I’m glad you used yours to create such an amazing piece.
I know how it feels to get your heart ripped out your chest. But don’t worry dear, you’ll be fine. You have to let go and forgive.. That way you can have your inner peace.
smooth
December 30, 06:01Vhar, Thank You.
hoelivia poop
December 30, 06:12pinky smh 4 u. so if he didn’t mention yesterday that uve not posted d poem he sent u about his break up, you’d still be hoarding this beautiful piece. tufiakwa u
Arabian Princess
December 30, 06:32awwwww. muah muah muah. This is lovely. ♡♡♡♡♡♡
☆☆☆☆☆☆
#TeamKizito
December 30, 06:53Vhar.
vhar
December 30, 07:46Sir?
vhar
December 30, 07:04I have forgiven myself. No man is worth it. None whatsoever.
Thank you for the comments.
Chuck
December 30, 07:16Do you still like to cheat?
vhar
December 30, 07:28Chuck… You just had to bring that up.
Cheating? Honestly, I don’t know.
I want to hurt whoever comes along.
Thats my aim right now.
Kel
December 30, 07:30Do that n you end up hurting yourself the more.Take that from one who knows.
Time to move on now,cher.Time to heal
pinkpanthertb
December 30, 07:59A dude with a mission. Lol
chestnut
December 30, 09:15It might be easier said than done,Vhar. If the next person who comes along is a good man, the kind of man ppl tell u “he doesn’t exist” (but we DO exist…maybe an endangered species,but still existing),and u cheat on him,it won’t be because of ur ex; it will be because of the level of importance u place(or do not place) on ur own integrity. It’s so cliche,to give ur ex the power to “ruin u for the next person”. Ur ex shouldn’t define how u are with the next person. You are who u are,and if u’ve always been a person of honour and integrity, a foolish ex shouldn’t be able to reduce the strength of ur character. The strength of ur character is yours alone and u should take pride in always being the kind of man u want ur daughter (or son) to end up with.
This poem was beautiful. I believe u’re over him,because u can’t write something this beautiful without being released by it.
Vhar.
December 30, 10:52Alright.
I AM SCARED OF LETTING ANY DUDE IN!!
No pity parties.
No hugs.
No “you’ll be fine(s)
I know.
vhar
December 30, 07:38Yeah yeah… I know.
I want to learn to trust again.
I will.
I only cheated once.
Just so I’d have a story to tell like I’m doing right now.
Metorsexual
December 30, 07:40“I’ll pray that she has friends with hearts filled with thousands of fire flies
Friends who are not too cool to pray with her”……….. These lines really got me teary eyed.. cz I was lucky to have friends who got me through the pain caused by he who I thought was ‘THE ONE’… ……. Bless your heart for this, Vhar. You will definitely get over this…
vhar
December 30, 07:44I’m over him Sir.
Kel
December 30, 07:54Erm…..you’re not over him yet,vhar.Not yet or u won’t still be hurting.You’ll get there though
Vhar.
December 30, 08:04I am.
Speaks.
FKA Chizzie
December 30, 08:19Wow. Read this while a sad Evanescence song was playing and it seemed fitting.
Very well written and melancholic…
This blog is actually full of talented ppl.. 🙂
pinkpanthertb
December 30, 10:34You sound shocked, chizzie
Deola
December 30, 08:51Mehn this shit is deep!!!
IVANKO
December 30, 09:35Deep shit, I feel it bro
Dom
December 30, 12:28Best thing I’ve read here, by a far margin.
Ace
December 30, 12:39Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! This poem is so powerful that it makes me regret all the poems I have ignored reading in the past. Oh God! The words! The imageries! The emotions! Just too much. Just freaking too much. I love you Vhar. I freaking love you!
Ace
December 30, 12:51It is like every line was made to have so much power than the previous. I read a line and I am like “Good lord!” Then I go to the next and go ” Damn boy! Just marry me already!” This blog just revealed that truly talented people still exist and I am happy Pinky made this possible. Wow!
Khaleesi
December 30, 16:05Beautiful words … all the pain pouring out in such beautiful verse …