words I wish I wrote

“She doesn’t do anything in halves So when she says she loves you Believe me she does with everything in her”

[anitanh]

[briargeese]

A cloudy day ends in a delicate sunset, at Lake Michigan.

[nixscriptum]

[ed13d1]

season of renewal

[beforeyearning]

I NEED YOUR HANDS IN MINE,

it’s the closest I can get to the sun. I want you to recite your favourite poem

for us, or in other terms, I want you to say love. I want your mouth to taste of it.

If you’d let me, I’d drink your words all night long. I want to stand in the kitchen

with you, after dinner, washing the dishes & talking about the day we had, before

we watch something on the tv, half paying attention & half to our phones. I want

to stretch these moments out to fill a lifetime. I want the days where we barely speak

because there’s nothing to say but we’re still arm’s length away. I want the days where

there are no moments of silence, because there’s so much to say & everything in between.

I want the tedious. I want the mundane. I want it all, if it’s with you.  

[nidhibhasin]

said goodnight, on a mission, I picked up the pen

wrote your name 3 times

then let it go, I laugh and roll my eyes in bed

.

my hair still smells like your cologne and

I can’t sleep without your voice anymore

I need to kiss you more, kiss you more, more

.

my language? you, a five letter name

don’t blame me, for I’ve forgotten my words

on your tongue, my poems between your teeth

.

oh but what a relief!

you write for you and you write for me too

I must stop, before I say..

-Nidhi Bhasin

[chestcavityyy]

[emotionalwords]

[389]

femalepentimento

[petaltexturedskies]

Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus

[horrorcitos]

Calum Neill

[deadontheweb3]

[shisasan]

1 September, 1925 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[midwestvivian]

✨•-I Lost Hope on the East Coast-•✨

~Alex G

[daddyfuckedme]

[joelpersels]

[mournfulroses]

Simone de Beauvoir, from "Inseraparable: A Never Before Published Novel,"