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the love of my life lives in the past
and i remember him drenched in sunlight
so warm and luminous
sweet and sticky like honey
long hours in bed with the sun beams coming in
baking us together
our cats trapping us under love
and our feets touching
and our breathing escaping our lungs from the laughs
and the first time i ever felt i had a home
somewhere i belonged to
how can i not go back there?
to the place where i am from
to the only place i ever felt safe
to where i laid down my arms and built my foundations
my family lives in the past
the bones of this house we will never finish building
all of our unfinished collections and stories and dreams
how can i not live in the past
i was so loved
and i had so much
i had a family to go home to
and in this present i feel untethered
i wake up to my worst nightmare
the love of my life lives in the past
and the ghost of my love sleeps by my side
bliss
Jane O’Sullivan, Don’t forget that we are blessed, 2009. Ink on tissue paper.
Well, well, well. If it isn't the consequences of someone else's actions that I am directly impacted and severely affected by
top 3 hobbies for young adults:
1. borrowing misery from future
2. carrying grief of the past
3. agonizing over the present
white flag by lucia gallipoli
[ID: a white lace curtain with the words "I DIDN'T ASK TO BE BORN / BUT I CERTAINLY DIDN'T / ASK TO DIE / EXCEPT FOR WHEN I DID / AND I THANK GOD / HE NEVER LISTENS" added with white interfacing just above a flower motif border /End ID]
in a way i am my own dead wife
i’m doing really well for someone who goes through the five stages of grief every day
brought nothing to the gun fight. whatever man
(wanting to make a post about something but it reveals too much about your personal life) i have had a negative experience