🧸

i talk to much but in silence

[inanotherunivrse]

in another universe, my skin would’ve felt your warmth, and i would’ve hugged you long enough to stay.

[bygoneandvodka]

THAT IS NOT FAIR

January 14th, 2024

[bygoneandvodka]

one thing about me is that ill do it.

knock on my doorstep and ill never think twice to welcome you home

January 10th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

when and where did i lost myself? and how do i regain her back?

January 8th, 2024

[bygoneandvodka]

the world didn’t end when you left,

you gave me back to the world !

december 28th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

but what do i write if im not in pain? or longing? or yearning?

what do i write when im… okay?

december 20th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

it hurts how you don’t linger in my thoughts anymore. I don’t want to forget you, I just want to forget the pain.

December 6th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

my heart is so tired of loving you, but i can’t seem to stop.

let it stop.

November 24th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

why can’t i just say that ‘i loved you’ and ends there. why do i always say ‘i loved you’ and bleed, and ache, and die.

why can’t i just say ‘i loved you’ and move on?

november 11th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

I deserve a better goodbye.

october 23rd, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

i think, i’ll forever be yours. no matter how hard i try not to be.

october 18th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

and after all this time, i have only been allowed to love.

october 13th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

you’re the biggest lump in my throat, a story im forbidden to tell

october 8th, 2023

[bygoneandvodka]

wave #1

i have loved you / blindfolded / arms tied up / legs glued together / i have loved you despite being paralyzed

9/18/23

[bygoneandvodka]

it hurts again.

[bygoneandvodka]

sometimes i look for comfort in the heavy. i got so used to be weighted down by my grief that in stillness, and quiet, and peace, that i’ll tear myself down just to feel something again. this is not a cry for help, nor another expression of self sabotage, just mere instances where id rather enjoy the unexplainable peace that comes with the saddled moment before dawn than continue to live on with the gentle indifference of the world.

9/6/23

[bygoneandvodka]

and when the wind bursts with laughter / when the waves start reaching for my feet / when the sun is filled with rays of warmth / when I finally morph into the ashes of my written letters / I hope by then— ill be home again

9/11/23