sweet creature

-

[stay-close]

“I want a bond so tight that even on bad terms u still run to me 1st.”

— Unknown

[ardent-reflections]

Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life.

Nayyirah Waheed

[thepersonalquotes]

““Some hearts understand each other even in silence.” - Yasmine Mogahed”

—

[flawedsunrises]

can i?

is there a space for me in your heart, still?

a small spot

for my restless heart

if there’s still any,

can i come home?

if there’s none,

please

let me go

/flawedsunrise/

[quotemadness]

What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.

Chester Bennington

[quotemadness]

There is a whole life in an hour of love.

Honoré de Balzac

[poems-she-wrote]

You’re always going to feel a little bit like home to me, no matter how temporary we were or how badly it lit into flames. It was still beautiful and I’m so thankful that I got to call so many hearts my home.

[quotefeeling]

“If you’re brave enough to say “goodbye” life will reward you with a new “hello”.”

— Paulo Coelho

[derangedrhythms]

There was a promise between us, even if nothing was said. 

John Burnside, from ‘The Dumb House’

[flawedsunrises]

i once again stand in between the abyss

once again meeting my worst daydream,

no longer a lingering nightmare

that barely just a sting in the eye

i begin to stumble for nth times

& the universe is barely awake

the bird sings gracefully

bewitched,

i apologize for the sin i have created

but who do i run to?

the home,

no longer gives a warm hug

the sun was no more

a long winter has come, again

and who do i run to?

the eyes cannot be met fondly

the grip is icy cold

no heartbeats,

a complete silence

then who do i run to?

who do i run to? // i.dee

[i-wrotethisforme]

“Do you know what’s important? Your dad came home from work today. You have a place to sleep every night. You can drink water right out of your faucet. Some people don’t get to say that. Do you know what’s not important? How expensive your shoes are. What you got your degree in. Who looks at your snapchat stories. Sometimes you don’t realize how stupid the things you’ve been worrying about are until you have something to actually worry about. And sometimes our ‘problems’ seem like dreams to other people. Which doesn’t mean they’re irrelevant, but it does mean that we might not have it as bad as we think. And maybe we’d realize this if we appreciated all the problems we don’t have. So, basically, it’s not selfish or stupid to spend your entire paycheck at Sephora or cry over a boy you hung out with twice -it just means you’re lucky.”

—

[rayven-interrupted]

You reach into my darkness

Lifting my sadness

with your fingers tips

for just a moment

I’m less alone in my beautiful nothingness

your words are a vortex

pulling

into your gentle chaos

I close my eyes

your voice reminds me of a satanic lullaby

gods tears raining down

my ocean is on fire

I sink slowly

in your fervent feral eyes

run my tongue across your lies

it tastes like the first time

you and I collide

like everything wrong is suddenly right

It tastes like

the first time

you kissed me

good night

-R

[mycosmicbackyard]

My strength is that I love you;

You’ll never, truly know,

cause I will be dead quiet

and never let it show.

I’ll never use those chances

to slip away some truth

I’ll never harm myself again,

and break those healing rules.

But my strength is that I love you;

I’ll show a certain glow,

it’s something that I can’t escape;

My body tells and knows,

But you are miles away,

and you are never, truly here,

so I will be all safe

sitting next to you; right here.

And loving you, all just the same

through heavy storms

and pouring rain,

you’re beautiful

so beautiful,

I see it, and I know;

My strength is that I love you;

- though I’ll never let you know.

«Loving you peacefully»

[unmondefou]

I wonder if their pillows

are soft to whisper good dreams

and if they find peace

I also have a soft pillow

but no peace at all

it's the softness they have

more than I have

or is the boutique different

where I got my pillow from

all I want is to fall asleep

put my head down and fall

without knowing when I closed my eyes

I am tired for every night is a battle

of wait and count

and I am no longer that young soul

like having white nights is

a matter of cheers

It's 4am and my eyes are still wide open.

--- h.harouche

[quotemadness]

“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”

— Unknown

[flawedsunrises]

sweet drizzles pouring down tonight

i remember,

i remember how

you said, you love

the rain,

the thunder,

settle into the sky.

i remember,

i remember how

stoked you were

on the phone, when

you told me

the rain poured over you

i remember,

i remember how

i smiled.

i remember,

i remember always,

do you,

remember?

it’s rainy again // i.dee

[perfectquote]

“But what is memory if not the language of feeling, a dictionary of faces and days and smells which repeat themselves like the verbs and adjectives in a speech, sneaking in behind the thing itself,into the pure present, making us sad or teaching us vicariously.”

— Julio Cortazar