Where Stars Hang Dead In The Sky

[kushandwizdom]

You deserve to be loved consistently, not conditionally; with someone’s whole heart, not just the remaining pieces of it.

Keep Growing (via kushandwizdom)

[wnq-writers]

And one day, everything you ever could’ve wished for will be smiling at you from the other side of the bed.

rebeloverdose (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

She is the warmth of the sun, the brightness of a star, and the very definition of magic.

i-always-miss-you (via wnq-writers)

[feignedreluctance]

Bring your eyes of blue oceans to meet mine full of wildfire and bear witness to a glorious sea of flames

[feignedreluctance]

Every now and then I surface from my soul-sleep, catching a glimpse of myself in the scathing mirror of reality And the reflection of the wild eyed, dream-bruised form staring back at me leads me to question; Have I truly gone mad?

[feignedreluctance]

The second hand slows

You pay so heavily for a fancy watch, only for it to tell you you've run out of time

[feignedreluctance]

We were flying. Well, not quite, not with me trailing clumsily in tow. But the sun was hitting the bluest part of the ocean and our feet were hitting the pavement and I swear I've never been more content. Did you even realise? Or was I just as excited as always? Were you too far gone out of this world to see the look on my face when I fell in love with you all over again? Because honestly you were, you were gone. Totally in your element. I stopped for a second as you raced ahead, and watched you move with a passion and ease that could turn storms to sunlight, and girl I wish you had heard that sigh when I realised that I was looking at my future.

[feignedreluctance]

That grey, fuzzy feeling of 5pm on a September evening unsettles my bones and convinces me that everything is wrong And maybe everything is

[feignedreluctance]

Higher Than The Stars Could Reach

On a bitingly cold night Hidden in the sunken valley of snow-kissed peaks, We raised trembling blue fingers to cracked lips and laced our tongues with crystals of lost time How happy we must have been not to have realised it was working As the dancefloor melted away into undiscovered colours and the music swelled into a crescendo of the collective sounds of the universe My wide eyes found your wild eyes and we were gone. Walking on icy air we found our paradise in the most humbled of places And grabbing your one good hand in between beats I could have sworn were our hearts, We danced to a future that hasn't yet happened As waves dragged us in to the shore of our not-quite-reality We swam back out to a rainbow sea; Quite content to drown And you were my breath and I was yours And nothing else mattered Because together we were alive.

[feignedreluctance]

Burning Memories

I haven't lit this candle in months And the scent of it fills the room and my lungs with used to be's Memories of staying up all night With unfinished college assignments carelessly discarded across my bed Leaning out the attic window, oblivious to winters bite in the delirium of my contentment Cigarette in hand, head tilted back as I drank in the stars and tasted the universe I was unapologetically myself For the first time in so long As I ran our future through my mind time and time again I felt oblivious Brought back to this earth only by the flash of your name on my phone at 4am And now Staring at the same stretch of sky The stars seeming duller than ever Sedated soul Colourless thoughts I close the window And blow out the candle

[feignedreluctance]

It's 5am and the sun is breaking the fragile barrier between night and day And as I lie here in comfortable solitude my thoughts swim with the remnants of the fading stars And it seems like they all spell your name

[feignedreluctance]

It kills me.

That split second every morning when I forget.

When my heart sings your name as if everything is okay.

And then I remember.

And my world comes crashing down just as hard.

And all I want to do is fall back asleep.

So that I can wake up again.

And for a split second, 

Everything would be okay.

[feignedreluctance]

As I bring my trembling lips to yours

The last time of a thousand

The salty sorrow of my tears

Paints yours with regret

And as they move together

Like a dance beneath the stars

Mine plead with yours as if in prayer

As if to say

Everything I couldn’t

Everything I wanted

So I let silence claim us both

And breathe in the remnants of your love

Before turning to face the world without you

A world without a colour

And I’m not sure how to survive

[feignedreluctance]

And when December rears its sleeping head

I’ll bury mine in sadness

As snowflakes fill the empty space

Where we would have danced to the song of the moon

[feignedreluctance]

But what can I do only sit restlessly and hope that I’m not lost forever behind these vacant eyes that once held Wildfire.

[feignedreluctance]

Dark malicious purgatory nests in the blackest hours of my sleep and slips up my spine, tickling my sleeping soul so that it may not rest It does not dissipate when I wake, only intensifies and fortifies itself within societal reality The fear- of the righteously wandering soul straying from it's liberate path and becoming lost among the valley of antiquely discarded atmans which cry to be found but are only ever suppressed and extinguished by falsified justification While others fall effortlessly into the anticipated greyness of life, you'll drag me kicking and screaming and clawing at the core of my being which lingers on the fringes,the desecrated crossroads where the deception of reality and the shy truth of the unknown crash tumultuously into one another I will not forfeit the colour of my soul, in exchange for the sameness of the rest Where the hard connect of plastic and metal is favoured over the brush of an autumn breeze against sunkissed skin And palid green paper is valued above thick, vibrant canopies of forests that breathe

[feignedreluctance]

Fall from your pedestal and graciously accept to know the unknown Bask in the shadow of uncertainty and shout confident "I know not"s in the form of strident question marks Leap boldly into the void of everything that is nothing Trusting the soft familiarity of the who, what, when, where and why's to catch you You are present in everything that has been will be can be Which, self-suspended in a black sea of nothing, poses queries greater than earthly knowledge can facilitate The spinning does not cease, simply to meditate upon these ethereal know-not's And life should be unashamedly consumed in the wake of contentment, of yearning to know But never really knowing