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@basicspookywitch
Realmente no puedo idealizar a alguien enamorado de mí. No me puedo imaginar a alguien pensando en mí antes de acostarse, o hablándole a sus amigos acerca de mí con una sonrisa tonta. No puedo imaginar a nadie por las nubes solo porque le dije “hola” o algo similar. No me puedo imaginar a alguien sonriendo a la pantalla del ordenador cuando está hablando conmigo. No sé, simplemente no puedo.
Hay tantas cosas que debería decirte, pero no encuentro las palabras necesarias y probablemente tampoco lo entenderías.
Nota para ti.
“Imagínate que alguien te vea como su sueño hecho realidad”
— (via chicosinsalida)
What used to be a coveted day, is now reduced to a day like any other, for perhaps that’s what the distance does to the things that held meaning, even then this distance can not be measured in miles or oceans, for it isn’t the physical aspects that matter, there’s so much more, when it comes to the people who were cherished once, but lost instead.
- DG (NaPoWriMo’20 / Day 13)
I kinda like you
More than I originally had planned
-hxpelesslx
i have always been too much for someone or not enough. i’m either too loud or not loud enough. i am a walking contradiction. a full glass or an empty one. there is no balance in me. tell me, what made you leave? my devastating fire or my lack of heat?
- l.r // i am never half empty
Mi solución a todo es acostarme
Tienen idea de lo desgastante que es siempre querer y que no te quieran? Tratar de verte bien y nunca lograrlo? Intentar hacer amigos pero darte cuenta que nadie entendería lo que te sucede? Saben lo desgastante y triste que es?
Antes de dormir siempre me hago una pregunta...
¿Acaso es tan difícil encontrar el amor?
Siempre me refuto a mi misma si tal vez los estándares que establezco son muy altos, pero ahí mismo me respondo, cómo va a ser muy alto tu estándar si eso es lo que tú eres capaz de dar, y comprendo que todos tenemos que buscar alguien que nos ame como si fuéramos lo más precioso y valioso, porque realmente lo somos, aún con defectos y con nuestras virtudes, solo es cuestión de no conformarse con menos y aprender a amarnos cada día más y más.
“True love stories never have endings.”
—Richard Bach
a message for brown eyed girls
yes, her eyes are blue. yes, every love song is about them. every poem compares them to the sea. but you, you have eyes of amber and onyx. your eyes are the gold people desperately try to pull from the ground. her eyes may hold the depth of the ocean but your eyes hold the magnitude of a black hole. your eyes carry a weight too heavy for even the ocean to sweep away into it’s abyss. your eyes are anything but ordinary.
Soñé que te abrazaba y se sentía tan perfecto.
“Quédate con quien te bese las heridas que nadie tocó, te ame los defectos que nadie aceptó y te despierte los demonios que nadie conoció.”
— Letras de canciones. (via murallamuerta)
“Maybe it wasn’t the “almost” that broke my heart. It was the long nights we spent together, and how you made me feel, like i was so far in the sky no plane could bring me back down. Again, it wasn’t the almost. It was the maybe. Maybe i’m loved, maybe i won’t hurt, maybe we will be together, it was false hope that broke my heart.”
— skyline-hurricane, writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart
