Poems for the Signs

by Michaela Angemeer

are you in love or are you just scared of being alone

i know we know this is better for both of us i know no love was lost and trees can’t grow when they’re planted so close but sometimes it’s sad to lose your person sometimes it’s sad to be alone

if someone makes you feel like shrinking, leave them. if someone tells you to give up, push harder. you owe it to yourself to fill up this world with passion and love in a way that only you can.

some days being alone feels like the worst thing in the world but some days it’s not that bad.

some days there is no one i would rather be with than me.

one day, i promise there will be someone you can let in who will keep you safe once they're inside

emptied my cup to fill up yours until i learned that there’s no point in watering something that doesn’t want to grow

why can’t you see i turned everything into love for you

keep going at your own pace. say no to anyone who wants you to rush. they may think they know better, but they’ll stop long before you. listen to the trees. the flowers have secrets for you. the more you connect with the earth, the more purpose you’ll feel. if you ever feel lost or discouraged, plant your bare feet on the ground. wait. the answer will come.

you may never let go completely but you will move on

i just want to feel safe enough to fall in love

you can understand where someone is coming from and still not accept how they treat you

not saying yes but never really having a choice

it’s okay if you wanted love so badly it terrified you

the stars are beautiful, but so is your heart.

take a deep breath. count to ten. sometimes you can’t think your way to the answer. sometimes you have to trust that you know the way. all you have to do is steer. follow your intuition. grace, joy, and peace are with you every day. just look inside yourself.

i am too considerate of people i’ve never met

my inner child took me to the ocean

she told me to be less serious but i cried instead and mourned the girl she never got to be

i was raised on guilt and shame i’m just trying to be myself again

truthfully, i find it so difficult to know who wants the real me and who just wants to feel seen

my loneliness is a coping mechanism protection from rejection

why did i let you in you can’t practice vulnerability on someone who’s never felt their feelings why did i try to go deep you weren’t comfortable in my ocean too many waves for someone who never learned to swim why didn’t i see that i was the one giving everything and you were stuck inside yourself too scared to be anything other than numb

sometimes the best thing you can do for the people you love is take care of yourself

you are not too much. you are brilliant. remarkable. you fill up rooms with love. you are joy. you are sunlight. you put more stars in the sky. your laugh makes the earth a better place. every day the world tells you to hide. but you say no. your soul was put here to take up as much space as possible. and there is room for you to be even more.

i am done with maybe loves love is not for maybes romeo didn’t drink half the poison juliet plunged the sword all the way in it’s time for full-fledged love i deserve something definite

this time i didn’t cry this time i felt nothing

your words were beautiful but an empty promise is just a lie that hurts more

i love you. please keep laughing and smiling and finding joy in the little things. you make life better. thank you for reminding me that not everything has to be so serious all the time. you are the definition of pure, unaltered love, and i love you so much for it. never stop dancing, singing, expressing yourself in whatever way feels right to you. you were put on this earth to be you. i know you have been hurt and put down, and for that i am sorry. i will never listen to anyone who tries to get you to dim your light again. to my inner child

this is a reminder of who you are what you've been through and how far you've come i’m proud of you

i wrote a letter to my future love put it under a candle made a wish six months later i opened it up read the words aloud let out a sob when i realized i had become everything i wished for

i want love. i want companionship. and that’s okay. it will come. but right now, there is no one who appreciates me like i do. no one who can take care of me like i do. no one who notices the little things like i do. there is truly no one who can love me like i do.

if you’re hard to find your person might be too

clean marble countertops reapplying sunscreen saving all your birthday cards you are enough just as you are remembering your parents’ anniversary chicken noodle soup sleeping on it let me know if you get home safe pointing out the food between your teeth battery at 100% new school shoes correcting people when they’re wrong virgo

how do i learn and grow without judging myself

but though i am mother i am learning to make room for me too

the more i put myself first the more i can give and receive unconditional love

i've been single for seven years cause i'm trying to break the pattern let me love someone with capacity let me love someone with willingness let me love someone who wants to love me

it’s ok to be a hopeless romantic again

not committing might be less scary giving up might be easier but if you never put down roots you will never grow

gentle fingers part my lips hold my hand until my heartbeat slows and my ears separate from my shoulders

you pour me water first and rub my feet after cause you know i need rest

i’m sorry that your first heartbreak was from someone who was supposed to love you the most. you deserved to feel love as soon as you came to this earth. i’m sorry that the people who were supposed to take care of you couldn’t love you in the way you needed. i’m sorry that everyone you’ve ever loved has hurt you. i’m sorry that you find it hard to love knowing that it always ends in heartbreak. but i hope one day you are loved the way you deserve to be. and i hope one day you can love yourself like that too.

what if you loved like you’ve never been hurt

all the love poems i wrote were about me all along

i’m tired of constantly cracking myself open transforming can’t i stay the same for a little while can’t i just be this version of me a little while longer

will you still love me in the winter when my skin is dry my lips are chapped and my smile is less bright when i sleep in a little longer and go out a little less when some days i can’t make you laugh when some days all i do is cry will you still love me when some days i don’t want to wake up at all

how can i date for fun when i always end up in tears

i admit i don’t talk to my mother

can this be the first time someone tells me it’s not too much