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wlwdaydreamms · 1 year
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bittersweet.
i found the cologne i wore the first time i met you. i havent used it since the last time we said goodbye. i went on with my life and this cologne stayed in my closet untouched. i wasnt hiding it on purpose, i simply forgot about it. just like how i forgot the way you once made me feel. ive forgotten your importance, our interactions and memories. i didnt realize this cologne had so much significance until i sprayed it on me out of boredom. but the smell took me back to when i was 16 and in love with a girl for the first time. the smell reminds me of how scared i was of people finding out about my real self. the smell reminds me of being young and spending everyday with my friends. so i sprayed more on my jacket to savour the moment longer.
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kaywrites23 · 5 months
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If it weren’t for air
I’d kiss you forever
and ever
and never
come up for my next breath.
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greenlandpissshark · 7 months
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Treasure the heartbreak, when it comes. It’s the last time you’ll feel close to her.
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thenetflixadaptation · 4 months
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Again
A resurrection.
How could I have been so nearsighted. To not see the bigger picture as I did previous shall rest upon my shoulders. A shame I now carry.
How could I have been so naïve to believe the fire was nearly extinguished… or perhaps it was, but why was I so ready to not nurture it back to the flame it was set to be from when it was manifested.
How could I have questioned my allegiance. An ally that is not in constant agreement does not make said ally a foe. Pride fell in the way of understanding one another, and despite actively knowing so I couldn’t bare to fall back & recuperate.
We are not so easily manipulated by our insecurities for our instincts tell us we are meant to continue forward. I’m eager to see where our resilience takes us next.
To my lover; You are the world.
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soulmusicsongs · 5 months
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The Answer - Jodesha & Star Ride (Star Ride / The Answer, 1980)
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acyllus · 2 years
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"You got a lot of corpses laying around", the stranger said.
I looked around. I was alone. He was right.
"You should burn them", he recommended.
"No", I responded. "I still love them."
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zaunitanil · 2 years
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september twenty third I say okay. you leave and I say, okay. a nine word story. because it’s all I have to say. all I can say. “I’m leaving.” Okay, then. Okay.
Zauni Tanil from September Diaries
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anuragdbz-blog · 1 year
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THE BEST THING ABOUT WORST TIME IS IT WONT LAST FOREVER - ANURAG MEENA
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addisonclarke · 2 years
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I never imagined that missing you would feel like my chest cracked open. I knew I thought about you every time I saw an ice cream sandwich or thought about the woods. I knew the photos I had saved on my phone made my lungs constrict and that every night before I went to bed I wondered what I did to make you go away
But you didn’t see it, you said.
You didn't know, you said.
Was it just that easy for you to pretend that you wanted me? Was I just a distraction to your miserable life because you were lonely and alone and drinking too much and you wanted someone to tell you that you were still worth but I don't think that’s true anymore
I had a whole speech prepared in my head about how you were going to come back like you always do and I was going to make you grovel because you deserve to you deserve to fight for me back you deserve to put in the work but I folded and I told you I missed you because it was bleeding out of all of my orfices and I had to say it I had to say it to you and you told me ‘okay’ you told me ‘miss me. I dont care’
How can you not care
I have loved you since I was sixteen years old I have waited for you every since since I have known what love was so how can you say you don’t care
I sat in your waiting room, hoping that you would come and find me and tell me you were wrong. We belong together. Please come back. I pictured too many late nights and early mornings and kisses and I love yous and I was always the one you came back to you said am I always the one you leave too?
It’s been a long time since the idea of someone didn’t exhaust me but you come easy to me, like a light drizzle that I don’t even have to use my wipers to make go away. You were always the one for me. Why wasn;t I the one for you?
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88m33 · 1 year
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bag of bones
i took a leap of faith.
i took a leap of faith
and i landed hard on the concrete below me.
i felt my bones shatter
my skull burst upon impact
the sidewalk where i landed
was stained with blood
that once pulsed through my veins.
i saw your brown eyes above me
and you smiled so softly despite my mess.
i was surprised
when you scooped up
this bag of blood and bones—
whispered, “you really don’t have to”—
and i couldn’t help the tears that escaped my eyes.
i knew from that moment
i’d fall for you
until you stopped scraping up my corpse
or decided to jump with me.
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wlwdaydreamms · 2 years
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how can i not be in love with you when your presence alone can light up my whole mood? how can i not be in love with you when you treat me better than anyone ever could? how can i not be in love when your simple laugh makes my knees weak and brain dizzy? how can i not be in love with you when you saved my life? i must be really stupid if i ever fall out of love with you. the only time i'll ever stop being in love with you is the day i die.
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kaywrites23 · 7 months
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Most love to be loved.
I love to feel something.
Is that really so bad?
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run.
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huddled in the corner,
rocking back and forth,
creaking linoleum.
eye buried in sockets rimmed red
from all the tears I'm scared to shed.
i'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm
Begging you,
"Stay away, stay away."
Stay away.
Sometimes it's better to run away, then hold your ground-- dig your heels and beg to stay.
For better, fear the worst, and come away.
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wanitabulan · 2 years
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Aku ingin merayakan hal-hal kecil milikmu; pelukmu, keras kepalamu, kehangatan dalam tawamu, hatimu yang luas, genggaman tanganmu, teduhnya bahumu, pikiranmu yang selalu berantakan, dan cara-cara mencintaimu yang sering membuatku kesal.
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Aku ingin mensyukuri hal-hal kecil milikmu; menemukanmu diantara banyak ketidakmungkinan, keberadaanmu yang menenangkan, hidup milikmu. Seluruhnya itu— lebih dari cukup.
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Semoga hal-hal yang kita kerjakan sepenuh cinta, menemukan jalannya.
Melinda Risa
July 28, 2022
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If hurting me does not hurt you, you don’t love me. You’re using me.
k.b // by jerry flowers jr
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academia-lucifer · 27 days
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Read, read, read. Read everything -- trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You'll absorb it. Then write. If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window.
— William Faulkner.
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