Bakku-shan

[poemswords]

[wordsnquotes]

“I laugh harder with you. I feel more myself with you. I trust you with me–the real me. When something goes wrong, or right, or I hear a funny joke, or I see something bizarre, you’re the first person I want to talk to about it.”

— Samantha Young, Before Jamaica Lane (via wordsnquotes)

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[qoa]

[books-n-quotes]

“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”

— Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

[ayoaprell]

It’s always okay to take a break from kindness to remind someone they got you fucked up

[3amsouls]

“don’t fuck with someone’s feelings because you’re unsure about yours”

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[astound]

stop hiding your feelings | credit

[shareaquote]

I still miss all the kisses that we never had that I dreamt about sharing with you.

knjiga-uspomena-i-sjecanja  (via wnq-writers)

[shareaquote]

Wish we were poetry, not fiction.

bats-den (via wnq-writers)

[shareaquote]

I’m tired of waiting for you. You have no idea of the pain, suffering, agony it causes. Every second, every minute, every hour, every day. And you don’t come back. And it probably won’t ever happen. Yet I still cling to that small sparkle of hope. Why is living without you, without hearing from you, without talking to you, so hard?

broadsmiles  (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

Unrequited Love You were over before we began, lost in the depths of your eyes I spun, spun out of control. I cant stop this feeling, why did you walk away? Give me the whole world to take it away. But I promise my love, it can be enough. Im not forcing you to stay. I won’t give up loving you, I know you forgotten how it feels. I won’t give up loving you, I know, you know how I feel. You are drifting, drifting away, you know I want you to stay, but you never thought that I could be there when you needed someone the most. I promise my love it can be enough, I’m begging you to stay. I won’t give up loving you, I know you forgotten how it feels. I won’t give up loving you, I know, you know how I feel. But I promise my love it can be enough, I promise you the world, Just take it and run. I won’t give up loving you, I know you forgotten how it feels. I won’t give up loving you, I know, you know how I feel.

follow-nopath, writing prompt #46: write about unrequited love (via wnq-writers)

[shareaquote]

Time doesn’t heal all things, understanding does. Sadly too much time has passed and I now understand that you did not love me.

summertimesnow  (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

We were too overwhelmed with our feelings to the point of paranoia. We were too caught up with the events which transpired, encircling our very lives with the constant thought of each other. It was beautiful at first until things just crumbled in an instant. The once spark was nowhere to be found. The hope which guided the both of us became dim and the supposed to be straight path turned crooked, meandering to a direction we didn’t foresee. Everything was all too sudden and like a candle, we were melting too fast. The wax which held the both of us continued to shrink until only the wick remained. The said wick was me. I was the only one who remained. You made me feel loved and special. It was a truly wonderful feeling, wrapping me in the warmth brought by the sun but like any day, night took over. You became cold and indifferent all of a sudden. The sad truth was that I already became addicted to the care and affection you’ve been giving and when I didn’t receive your morning text messages and late night calls like I usually did, I became paranoid. I began questioning what did I do wrong…where did it go wrong. We were both feeling something for each other and yet a disaster struck even before it all started. We didn’t try yet but you already gave up. We were so close. We were so close to being in love. We really were. But you already bade your goodbye, leaving me with nothing but tears each day and night.

elementalalchemist | writing prompt #50: Write about saving yourself and being your own hero. (via wnq-writers)

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[wnq-writers]

I feel nothing. You do not control me. I gave you no privilege. Yet, here I am, mourning the love you never gave me.

ritasteffanie (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

When they ask me how much I love you, I will tell them about the nights we cracked the skies, the way your lips were soft clouds and I kissed them even when they were full of rain. I will tell them how our heavy breaths were thunder, how it was too beautiful to walk away from your rainstorm smile, the way thunder drips from your mouth. You tell me I’m sunset, say I’m everywhere and some skies are just worth the fall and you hold me like you’re drowning in colours When they ask, I will tell them about the lightning storms, every spark, every time you filled up my collarbones with lighter fluid, every time you touched me with flames. I dare to say that somewhere the stars are watching and they’re cheering me on The light pouring through the trees means they like who i’m dancing with.

Vivian (via wnq-writers)