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aimtrick · 24 minutes ago
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☽ ⚜ ☾  ⎯⎯⎯     𝐈𝐒   𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘   𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓   𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃   ?   𝐈𝐒   𝐈𝐓   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄   𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄   ,   𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘   ,   𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐑   𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄   ?   Why   is   everything   only   appreciated   when   you   lose   it   ,   amid   forgetfulness   in   goods   ,   champagne      ﹠﹠      endless   consumption   ?   Scott's   young   mind   wandered   through   every   thought   as   he   felt   𝐻𝑂𝑊   𝑀𝑈𝐶𝐻   𝐻𝐸   𝐻𝐴𝐷   𝐿𝑂𝑆𝑇   ,   how   he   had   lost   everything   by   enjoying   a   fleeting   ,   fragile   moment   ,   by   the   pathetic   sense   of   teenage   immortality   that   ,   with   its   𝙱𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙵𝙻𝚈   𝙴𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙲𝚃   ,   made   death   grasp   the   neck   of   the   one   who   had   always   loved   him   the   one   he   has   never   seen   .   He   didn't   see   anyone   .   No   one   but   friends   ,   except   in   the   evenings   with   alcohol   on   the   roofs   ,   admiring   the   horizon   falling   asleep   before   his   eyes      (   𝙰𝙷   ,   𝚆𝙷𝚈   𝙳𝙾   𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂   𝙲𝙾𝚂𝚃   𝚂𝙾   𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷   ?   )
                        𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺   𝙾𝚄𝚃𝙵𝙸𝚃𝚂   𝙾𝙵   𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃   𝙶𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙼𝚈   𝙳𝙰𝚈   completed   the   gray   nature   around   them   as   everyone   gathered   for   their   last   goodbye   .   A   soft-colored   pine   coffin   ,   locked   forever   ,   made   Scott   only   imagine   what   his   father   looked   like   there   .   Apparently   ,   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙲   ;   yet   in   his   eyes   it   will   always   be   the   same   ;   dark   hair   always   well-groomed      ﹠﹠      those   tired   blue   eyes   that   often   only   glanced   briefly   at   his   son   as   he   rushed   to   work   in   the   morning   .   So   he   remembered   him      ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯      but   why   had   he   only   now   begun   to   understand   that   in   this   look   ,   𝐼𝑁   𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆   𝑆𝐴𝐷𝑁𝐸𝑆𝑆   ,   it   was   always   the   warmth   he   was   looking   for   ?   Which   he   always   rejected      (   you   lived   in   everyone's   shadow   so   you   didn't   see   anything   ;   you   went   there   yourself   ,   𝙸𝚃   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈   𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁   𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙸𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽   )                        𝙷𝙴   𝙳𝙸𝙳   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙶𝚃𝙷   to   look   at   his   mother   ;   on   nobody   ,   on   friends   from   his   father's   work   ,   on   extended   family   ,   aunts      ﹠﹠      cousins   ;   who   was   he   in   their   eyes   ?   Did   they   know   what   decision   he   made   a   few   days   ago   ?   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙰𝙱𝙻𝚈   𝙺𝙽𝙴𝚆      ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯      an   unpleasant   shiver   ran   down   Scott's   back   every   time   someone   looked   at   him      (   who   are   you   to   them   now   ?   )      ,   He   felt   his   lungs   out   of   breath      ﹠﹠      his   eyes   watering   .   𝐼𝑇   𝐼𝑆   𝐻𝐼𝑆   𝐹𝐴𝑈𝐿𝑇   .
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                     𝙱𝚄𝚃   𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻   𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶   .   He   was   looking   for   someone   in   the   crowd   he   had   wanted   to   see   for   so   long   .   Before   leaving   ,   he   asked   his   mother   if   his   brother   would   come   ;   however   ,   she   herself   𝙳𝙸𝙳   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆   .   His   eyes   wandered   over   gray   jackets   ,   black   coats   ,   tears      ﹠﹠      mourning   until   he   noticed   ;   dark   clothes      ﹠﹠      three   days   stubble   on   his   face   ,   that   hair   falling   over   his   face   ,   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚂𝙰𝙼𝙴   𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺   𝙰𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁   𝙵𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁   .   Leon   .                     𝙰𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁   𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂   𝙼𝙴𝚃   ,   Scott   felt   warm   tears   sting   his   cheeks      (   don't   cry   ,   don't   be   weak   )      .   He   wiped   them   quickly      ﹠﹠      felt   the   disappointment   in   the   air      ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯         how   long   did   that   look   last   ?   Not   even   three   seconds   ,      ﹠﹠      for   Scott   it   was   forever   .   As   if   Leon   had   already   told   him   𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅𝑌𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑁𝐺   he   had   to   say   because   he   was   no   longer   looking   at   him   for   the   entire   ceremony   .
                     𝚂𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙻𝚈   𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝚃𝙾   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁   𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚂   ,   the   last   flowers   laid   on   the   grave   ,   the   last   prayers   ,   tears      ﹠﹠      farewells   thrown   to   the   warm   summer   wind   .   Scott   was   still   standing   in   the   same   place   ,   looking   at   everything   as   if   disconnected   from   reality   ;   but   now   he   was   thinking   of   his   father   𝙾𝚁   𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁   ?   Still   holding   that   echoing   gaze   in   my   head   ,   it   brought   back   a   cascade   of   memories   when   he   was   still   little   ,   when   he   admired   him      (   when   did   it   end   ?   When   did   dreams   turn   to   bitterness   ?   )
                              𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇   𝑁𝑂𝑊   ?                    
                    𝙷𝙴   𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙴𝙳   𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳   .   Seeing   Leon   walking   away   ,   his   heart   made   him   walk   towards   him   ,   even   though   his   head   did   not   know   what   to   say      (   was   this   the   last   thread   of   the   bond   between   them   ?   )      .   Sometimes   you   just   wanted   to   be   next   to      .   .   .   𝙽𝙴𝚇𝚃   𝚃𝙾   𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙾𝙽𝙴   .   His   shadow   wasn't   something   that   made   him   angry   this   time   ;   this   time   it   was   comfort      ﹠﹠      safety   ,   or   so   he   thought   ,   so   𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳   𝚃𝙾   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺   ,   despite   the   gaze   that   stuck   in   his   mind   .   After   all   ,   they   were   brothers   ;   but   what   a   pity   that   he   only   remembered   it   now   .                     𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷   𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈   𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿   he   got   closer   to   him   ,   he   felt   his   legs   buckle   under   him   ;   it's   been   a   long   time   since   he   felt   so   lost   .   He   couldn't   remember   the   last   time   he   saw   him   ;   they   had   not   lived   together   for   a   long   time   ,   it   had   been   a   long   time   since   he   tried   to   warm   their   𝑁𝑂𝑁-𝐸𝑋𝐼𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑁𝑇   𝐵𝑂𝑁𝐷   in   any   way   .   And   now   he   felt   how   he   needed   him      ﹠﹠      how   he   was   afraid   of   rejection      (   how   afraid   to   hear   it   was   his   fault   )      .   These   mixed   feelings   ,   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁   ,   𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁   ,   𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈   ;   One   last   wipe   of   tears      ﹠﹠      grab   his   sleeve   to   get   attention   .   But   there   was   nothing   he   could   get   out   of   his   mouth   except   venom   ,   except   a   tone   of   resentment   ,   which   made   him   silent   ,   not   understanding   why   he   had   said   it   .   Why   did   he   say   it   that   way   ?
                     ❝   𝚈𝚘𝚞   𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎   𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚝𝚘   𝚜𝚊𝚢   𝚝𝚘   𝚖𝚎   ?   𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢   ?   ❞
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☽ ⚜ ☾  ⎯⎯⎯     @unailing​​     .      plotted   starter   for   the   feels   .   ♥
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somelazyassartist · 4 hours ago
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Eventually I'm just gonna need to make an angsty playlist for Hallows outliving the Best Friends Force I found another song that fits it and I'm about to start crying
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scatteredthoughts2 · 7 hours ago
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alone together
I will join you in your loneliness,
We can be alone together,
Who says you have to be alone,
When with two it is much better.
I will share with you your sadness,
I will wipe away your tears,
I will cry some tears along with yours,
And we'll wash away our fears.
I will share in all your pain,
I will take it for my own,
And you'll see it can be easier,
When you don't have to hurt alone.
I am always here for you,
I am never far away,
Just close your eyes and I'll be with you,
Through every moment of your day.
You don't have to be alone,
When you can be alone with me,
Because being alone together;
Is not as bad you see.
©Ambrose Harte
©Scattered Thoughts
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tryingfindmytime · 18 hours ago
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days pass by
like water flowing through the cracks between my fingers
time slipped away unknowingly
like my love for you
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hwiyoungies · 23 hours ago
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not @/me not knowing there is a runic translator and instead going letter by letter with a picture LMAO
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littlelyrics1 · a day ago
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I really want to leave her
But then again i still need her
It tears me apart
Our Love is Like a Burning Garden, Alec Benjamin.
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attacker39 · a day ago
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Do you ever wonder why, June 19th never goes by?
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God, I wish I were fucking dead. Anything would be preferable to the shitty situation you've put me in. But I guess I'm always to blame.
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