glimpse of chels

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[mikefrawley]

“Why do we give up our hearts to the past? And why must we grow up so fast?”

— Eagles “Pretty Maids All in a Row” 

[olearypoetry]

[blissies-deactivated20240301]

i’m romantic but only towards myself. 

i’ll give the coffee drowned voice caught in the bulb 

of my throat the stars she stays up for and the 

morning sunrise she never gets to see. 

it’s an awful bite when you’re nipping your own tongue, 

a coyotes pasture swallowing itself howl by howl 

each time the yarrow moon grows and blooms and dies. 

did you know the only difference between a field and a pasture 

is the skip of a rock between life and death?

- @julykings prompt’s for may: awful bite

[olearypoetry]

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[glimpseofchels]

💜❤ Lil Gem. 💎💖

[untamedunwanted]

“Listen to me, girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, Queens cower before no man.”

— Nikita Gill

[mikefrawley]

A Mermaid’s Yearning

Sea Urchins and Starfish gathered round listening on ther pink pastel reef translucently glistening A voice from the ethers sings of love never to be to all above and below her dear mother the sea  Dashing and handsome ever strong at his sails memories shared with pods of passing whales Breathlessly honoring a man she once knew a captain of the waves  and her lover most true Her song never ceases from morning til night she swims ever alone  by the lighthouse bright To every star she sings of a mermaid’s yearning to be held yet again by a man never returning

[drearydaffodil]

Is it possible

Have you missed the ghost of me–

My shadow creeping?

[ashleymacleanblog]

as much as it may hurt i do not lose out on people who choose to leave my life because losing someone like me will be a much bigger loss for them

2018 mentality  (via ashleymacleanblog)

💯

[enslavedmind-deactivated2025091]

it’s all or nothing

love is all too familiar to me. the butterflies squeezing your stomach. the pins & needles pricking a little too deep. the anxiety crushing your spine a little too fine, like angel dust in your lungs.

i felt stronger than the forest growing inside of me. i blossomed into a boy who you didn’t dream of. i forced myself to fit into the cut-out shape you needed me to be. i broke my fingers trying to find yours.

the icicles from your mouth melted on my skin. the apples fell from the trees in my lungs. i filled up with endless possibilities. yet you chose to spill me out to find the person i wasn’t meant to be.

i stepped in your shoes. i tried to find the love buried in your eyes. but all i could see was another face, another name. i felt betrayed & abandoned. i left the corners of your mouth to discover something else.

[glimpseofchels]

Start to End by Robert M. Drake. #starttoend #itsover #broken

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