Never forget that I held you.
Briefly, tentatively,
I held you.
For a time, you were mine, though you would deny this profusely
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If I were to go away
Would you follow me to the ends of the earth
To show me what your love is worth
Or would you go and buy a car
Shrug your shoulders, say, "There you are
She didn't love me anyway
If she had, she would have stayed"
If I were to go away
Would I always look for your beautiful face
In every crowd, every place
Or would I go and buy a hat
Turn my shoulders, say, "That is that
He didn't love me, now it's clear
If he had, he would be here"
If I Were, Vashti Bunyan
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He feels like you in disguise
But he is something else entirely
Something moves me within his eyes
And its almost enough to hotwire me
Gentle, inquisitive,
Tender and hurt
And oh my god, this doesn’t work
He doesn’t quite fit into my mold of you
And it’s not fair, it’s not his fault
That you were there
Wish you were not
So he could be
What he is to me
And nothing more than that
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I wanna talk to you, but there's no more to say
I try to hide it, but it follows every day
No matter what I do, I'm on your résumé
Résumé, Jenevieve
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little things i’ve learned:
one: pay attention to the music you’re relating to. sometimes it’s a clear indicator that something is wrong. other times, it’s an indicator that something is very, very right. when the latter happens, pay extra close attention.
two: true control is subtle, not obsessive. you may not even know that you have it when you do. people who are in control do not question it. they just are.
three: never pass up the opportunity to stick the tips of your fingers out the window of a moving car. feel the wind carry you to the sound of your favorite songs. this is a reminder that you’re alive.
four: thoughts don’t have to mean anything. you can just let them be there.
five: notice when you’re struggling and allow yourself some leeway when you do. however, learn the difference between giving yourself leeway and enabling your struggle.
six: you cannot build self-love from a foundation of self-hatred. first, work toward self-acceptance. love will follow.
seven: do not love others simply because they love you back. do not expend your love on people who won’t love you back.
eight: don’t forget to stop and look around. take a moment a day to stop doing and just be. the mindfulness hype isn’t overrated. there’s a reason for it.
nine: setting limits and saying no will not end any relationship worth keeping.
ten: friendships built on moments of competitive misery are not healthy. if you find that you’re having the urge to constantly showcase your misery around someone, take that as a red flag. sadness is not a competition you want to win.
eleven: recovery is not about being happy. some days you will feel bored and flat. but these days are still better than those you built around destroying yourself. these days are still victories. recovery is about being alive.
twelve: when you’ve built an identity around being sad, the concept of happiness may scare you. giving that sadness up will strip you of most everything and leave you feeling empty. embrace this emptiness and fill it up with exploration. you’ll find that it’s worth it.
thirteen: you will not come out of your coldest days the same as you were going into them. this is not a bad thing. someday, you’ll be warm enough to feel the sun on your face again.
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For I have made her prison be
Her every step away from me
And this child I would destroy
If you tried to set her free
My Medea, Vienna Teng
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Up at 6:30
And I’m hurting
Over how you did me dirty
It’s a feeling
I don’t agree with
But I give it to me freely
No concealing
How it’s got me reeling
And I guess it makes me needy
But now the worst is over
And I know I’ll never go for
Someone who tried
And failed to defeat me
You are so good
At ignoring
Feelings that your
Heart is storing
But one day
That dam will break
And all you’ll have
Are your mistakes
Hope you wallow
In that heartache
Guess you never knew
What was at stake
I hope it hits you when you wake
A few hours before daybreak
And with every jagged breath
You take
Cause you deserve
Some of the hurting
I hope it burns
You fucking snake
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I won’t give you my time
Not when you left the best
That we had behind
It’s over and done
I hope you had your fun
Cause I’m going home
I won’t hand you a smile
Not like you’ll need it when
You put me on trial
It’s over and done
I hope you had your fun
Cause now I’m on the run
I won’t waste another day
Thinking about you and
Wondering if you’re okay
It’s over and done
I hope you had your fun
Cause I’m going home
Wherever that is
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Romanticize us when I’m feeling blue
But I’m not sure if I really remember you
We made some mistakes
That made my heart break
But now I know just how much I can take
I had to move on to set myself free
Cause you were consuming, captivating me
I was jealous of her
Sorry I got hurt
But we both knew that this wouldn’t work
So when you’re in my dreams
As real as it seems
Need to pull away to avoid my extremes
Knew from the start
We’d someday drift apart
Now I won’t let you within 10 feet of my heart
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Corby’s Irish Pub, South Bend, Indiana
The bass has taken over
As my primary heartbeat
I am grateful for this
Because it supercedes
The ache of my true heart
I am not drunk enough to
Justify texting you
But I really want to
I feel that I need to
(And so I did)
No place really feels like home
And it is so hard to remember
The whisper of that feeling
But I associate it with you
Nights in your shoebox room
On your matchbox bed
Feeling that just the two of us
We were excess enough
Now, with beer on my lips
I taste your kiss
And I wish
I didn’t know what this felt like
You told me you were
Queer for beer
Are you still?
Does the desire still consume you
As you do me?
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I wish sunblock actually worked. I still think of you. And it burns.
Imagine getting warnings from your weather app about a past lover
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