I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they don’t. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere but here, and escape lies just past that snowy window, cool and crisp as the February air.
Ellen Hopkins (via wordsnquotes)
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I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they don’t. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere but here, and escape lies just past that snowy window, cool and crisp as the February air.
Ellen Hopkins (via wordsnquotes)
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Meeting your soul mate is like walking into a house you’ve been in before—you will recognize the furniture, the pictures on the wall, the books on the shelves, the contents of the drawers: you could find your way around in the dark if you had to.
I’ll Give You the Sun - Jandy Nelson (via texaszetalove)
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It’s been two days since I had to say goodbye to Bey, and I’m missing him so very much. Bark at all the birds in heaven. Auntie loves you always.
I am trying to remember you, and, let you go, at the same time
Nayyirah Waheed (via help-n-quotes)
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Borderline - Sufjan Stevens
Hope isn’t a word A sudden said brother And what do you care?
To you-
It wasn't love at first sight
But immediate belonging
You felt like home
A single lighthouse,
Guiding my ship to shore
Safe from the choppy tides
Catching my sails
Carrying me inside to warm blankets
I don’t know
If I ever was your destination
Or just a place to rest
I don’t think I’ll ever know
You told me someday we'd marry
When I imagined the day I walked down the aisle
You were always at the other end
Handsome, waiting under an arch of flowers
Peonies, and blush roses
I imagined I'd be crying
Floating down the aisle
My white dress sweeping the satin runner
Guiding me home
To you
And now I'm alone
The day after you left me
I threw out my mattress
It didn't feel like mine
It was a queen sized reminder that I was sleeping alone
You're the cold pillows
On the vacant side of my bed
You're the abandoned promises
That I'll slowly forgive you for
You're the moments that I especially feel your absence
The ones I'll eventually share with someone else
I'll slowly let go
You'll feel so far away from me
Till I run into you 10 years from now
Pushing a cart at a grocery store
And I wonder if you'd still feel like home
E.F.H
Tiny Vessels- Death Cab for Cutie
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Your eyes must be made of quick sand
A mesmerizing brown
I drown
and lose myself
Your arms
Anchors
That hold me tight
I do not fight
I take a deep breath
And sigh against your cherry lips
I’m twine wrapped around your fingers
Twisting like a game of cats cradle
Dancing off your finger tips
Woven into a delicate web
And as I lay,
Like a warm meal
On a spinners plate
Subcomed to your venom,
And yet
I’ll relish in
Your poison, love
Longing to be yours forever
E.F.H
I was exciting
Fireworks
When you kissed me
I spoke loud
Maybe I drank too much
And you grew tired
You were quiet
I'm sorry I spoke over you
I didn't mean to silence you
I was afraid
That you'd figure out I'm boring
A firecracker that only lights off once
Hiding behind bad jokes
And glitter eyeshadow
Maybe I was too much
Or too little
But you fell in love
Once with me
And then with her
I wasn't enough
E.F.H
I had no certainty, and no hope, only desiring / to hold you,
Denise Levertov, from The Collected Poems; “To the Snake,” (via violentwavesofemotion)