Stoners, Lovers, & Dreamers

[papayajuan2019]

hey, do you mind if i immensly value our relationship, in a way i'll never properly be able to fully verbally communicate

[dreamingkoi]

But me—

I want to touch the stars.

And that’s the problem.

Because there’s two people

living in my chest.

One of them is a lover—

soft hands,

loyal heart,

the kind of guy who stays,

who holds what he has

like it’s sacred.

The other one’s a dreamer.

And that dude

won’t shut up.

He’s always staring up

at the sky like

what’s out there though?

Like maybe somewhere

past all this ordinary gravity

there’s a star

that was meant for me

even if I’ve never seen it.

And I know it’s stupid.

I know it’s dangerous.

Because I’ve got someone real

right here on earth—

warm laugh,

real touch,

a heart that trusts me

not to drift.

But the dreamer in me

keeps whispering

yeah but imagine though…

Imagine finding that star.

Imagine touching something

that makes your whole soul

light up like a galaxy.

So the lover and the dreamer

fight all night

in my head.

One says

be grateful.

The other says

but what if there’s more?

And me?

I sit in the middle

rolling another joint

like a referee

too tired to pick a side.

Smoke in my lungs,

thoughts in orbit.

Because if I’m high enough

the dreamer gets quiet.

The stars blur a little.

The what-ifs fade.

And the lover

can breathe again.

But every once in a while

I still look up

through the smoke

and think—

damn…

I really do want

to touch the stars.

On the other hand

You guys can stfu

- sincerely the stoner.....

[dreamingkoi]

I swear I felt you once

not in touch,

not in voice,

but somewhere quiet

between one heartbeat and the next.

Like a song I’ve never heard

yet somehow know the chorus of.

And it’s strange—

because my hands are already held,

my life already braided

with someone kind,

someone real,

someone here.

Still, sometimes the wind shifts

and carries a feeling

with no name attached to it.

Not temptation,

not longing exactly—

just the echo

of a door

in a hallway I’ve never walked.

Maybe you’re just a version

of who I might have been,

or a star that passed close enough

to bend the gravity

of my wondering.

But I won’t chase ghosts

through the rooms of my life.

Some connections

are only meant to exist

as quiet constellations—

seen from afar,

felt in the chest,

never touched.

And wherever you are,

unmet soul—

I hope the universe

ties you gently

to someone

who can hold you

without wondering

about anyone else.

But me—

I want to touch the stars.

Not just admire them

from the safe ground

of a life that’s steady

and warm.

Everyone says

some lights are meant

to stay distant,

meant only for wishing.

But there’s one

I’ve never even seen clearly—

no face,

no voice,

just the aching certainty

that somewhere

in the endless dark

it burns for me

the way my chest burns

when I think of it.

And it’s cruel, almost,

how my hands are already full

of a love that’s gentle,

a life that’s good,

a heart that trusts

I will never look away.

But still—

there’s this hollow place

inside my ribs

that whispers

what if.

What if that star

is the light

my soul has been

reaching for

long before I learned

how to be loyal

to gravity?

Because the truth

I hide from everyone—

even from myself

most days—

is that if the sky

ever opened

and showed me the way,

if that distant star

reached back

even once—

I think I would spend

the rest of my life

trying to cross the dark

just to feel its fire

in my hands.

Even if it meant

burning the world

I’m standing on

to ash.....

-From The lover & The Dreamer

[battlngsunlight]

life flashes before your eyes when you’re struck with love, when you’re struck with loss everything gets amplified, everything rushes to a halt strange how the best and worst things to encounter elicit the same response two sides of a coin, it’s just a matter of how it lands after the toss.

[dreamingkoi]

I fall asleep to desires whispered in the dark,

to desires that remember pain

and still dare to dream.

Desire comes soft for me,

a slow tide tracing the shore,

not crashing,

not wild—

but steady,

true.

I’ve watched others

like stars with no warning,

crashing in the surface

as if gravity owed them everything.

So I wait

I wait.

Not idly,

but gently—

like rain carving rivers

through stone.

I ache to crash deeper.

I wonder what’s beneath,

The desires I have

only when the lights are low,

and the world is kind enough

to leave me alone.

when it happens—

when I finally crash—

know this:

I have chosen

with every guarded piece

I never gave before.

-incognito

[dreamingkoi]

Love is like chasing fireflies in the moonlight just when you think you’ve caught it. It glows brighter and slips between your fingers only to dance around you again. You left me with stars in my eyes and tears on my cheeks. Now that I sit in the dark I can’t help but wonder if I painted illusions where I should’ve built a life.

P.S I dreamt of our first kiss last night.

-The Dreamer

[dreamingkoi]

I stitched my heart with every word you left unsaid, and now it beats in silence, just to remember you.

-The Lover

[nighttime-thoughts]

I think about you a lot.

All the time, actually.

In the morning, at night,

in the middle of my day. It's you.

It's just always you.

[oldwinesoul]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Rudy Francisco

[dreamingkoi]

Somebody told me you find the wrong person while in peace and they leave you in pieces….you find the right person in pieces and they give you peace.

[dreamingkoi]

I like shiny things but I’d marry you with a paper ring.

-The Stoner

[lookiamnotcreative]

[surprisebitch]

now this is perfect halloween content

[dreamingkoi]

Tbh I still hear you in the back of my mind muttering words that used to be loud and clear

I still hear you in the wind and rain the days most darkest but now your a silent whisper easily ignored

From The Stoner

To The Dreamer

[anxietyproblem]

[dreamingkoi]

A Fragment Of A Love I Cannot See

I’ve felt this before…

This cold night

Your fingers softly brushing over my face

Are the only warm thing in this cold bed

I can almost smell the rich, smooth notes of vanilla as it fills my nose

I can hear your soul calling out

Its peaceful but yet so engaging

as if waves were causing your voice to crash into my subconscious

I find myself overdeveloped in my own senses

My mind snaps back as my vision brings reality

I become torn,distraught and disillusioned wishing it was a dream

This is what it must be like to be blind

I was a fool to trust my heart and shut off my brain

As a consequence I look for you

In people even even around places

As I walk these roads as if being guided by a string

Possessed by my heart

My mind can’t comprehend the idea

Of what I’m searching for a person, a place, a thing?

Maybe a sensation?

Something I've known before or not;

How can anyone miss something they never knew?

How can they miss a question mark?

A blank?

I’m suffocating in the questions not answered

My mind over powers me

My vision once again betrays me

Lifting the veil that my heart resided in

As I lay my exhausted body down for the night

I let everything flush down the toilet

I toss and turn in this big empty bed

I force myself to forget

This is a fragment of a love I can’t see

-The Stoner,Lover & Dreamer

[disease]

CABARET VOLTAIRE // UNIVERSAL ENERGY

[dreamingkoi]

I’ve really gotta figure out where i’m at in life....