Ego Experiri Metrum

kch

[itrytorhyme]

[itrytorhyme]

Era tanto que no me cupo en el corazón...

[itrytorhyme]

Preview of my book!

[itrytorhyme]

sueles asomarte solo cuando rumoran que se mira algo nuevo, ojalá te naciera fijarte todo el tiempo, amar lo viejo y disfrutar el proceso.

[nolimitwords]

I. Her eyes are like stars. Sometimes, even though they’re so dark, they shine. They’ll shine when she’s excited, and trust me, her eyes will be the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. Don’t let her go. II. Her voice is sweeter than honey. It’s not perfect, no, it’s far from it. But she has so much passion trapped in her, and love is seeping in her voice. Whatever you do, don’t let her go. III. She loves to write. Her words are spilled onto the pages, and even though you know they’re all meant for you, you’re still curious. Because her love for you is extraordinary, don’t let her go. IV. She loves you. She loves you, she loves you, she loves you. Don’t doubt her, because if she says she loves you, she really does. Please don’t doubt her. Don’t let her go.

never let her go | a.m (via nolimitwords)

[itrytorhyme]

"It's like taking a landscape picture, you love when the sky shows up purple as much as when it caught a strobe of lightning."

kch

[ethereal-felicity]

- I don’t want to be like her, she is like those catchy songs. - What are you talking about? She asked shaking her head smiling. - You know… Those songs that are good and catchy, but after playing them on repeat for a week you can’t stand to hear them again. Instead, I want to be like that song not everyone likes but you don’t care about what everyone thinks of it because you love it. Every time you hear it you love it more and more. I want to be li- like his favourite song. You get it? - You do realize you are comparing yourself with music, don’t you? She laughed.

kch (via ethereal-felicity)

[wildfairy]

When people ask why I write like I do, I never know what to say. The best thing I’ve got is: My head is a very busy place. The words need a safe place to sleep because my mouth cannot harbor anymore refugees.

CRICKETS, angelea l. (via wildfairy)

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

[itrytorhyme]

Over a Cup of Coffee

I saw you yesterday wonder what you’ll do today Don’t know if it was your lips or your laugh But I kept looking Hope you saw me back

I might or might not catch you again sometime If i do I’ll try to guess if it was the way you stared or your eyes instead

After that I’ll try to run into you once again see if this time we can discuss if it was your voice or what you said wishing you say yes so that we can disagree over a cup of coffee

[itrytorhyme]

“6 months.” “How are you doing April?” She asked almost regretting the question. It hurts. It hurts so much. It's ridiculous. I would’ve preferred to loose an arm, even both. I would’ve surrender every single good thing thats ever happened to me to bring him back. I don’t want or need anything if it's not him. How am I doing? I am as bad as anyone without a heart could be. Dead inside. “I-I am better.”

"Nothing Like A Paper Cut". kch

[itrytorhyme]

Y es que no hay quien diga todo lo que odia de mi con esa sonrisa con la que lo dices tu

kch

[editandomivida]

Solamente dijo: Olvidame. Vamos, creo que no lo lograría aunque tuviese Alzheimer. Y en efecto; ¿Cómo demonios borraría tantos recuerdos? están ahí, acomodados en forma de playlist, preparados para sonar en cualquier momento del día.

Richter Douglas (via editandomivida)

[itrytorhyme]

Mermaid?

Beyond comparison away from reality there were your purple eyes

Far from reason non category fitted there was your charming smile

Defying dimensions alien related there was your power to make me laugh

Sort of strange but kind of great you loved to listen to the sound of the waves

Now its just getting weird I swear I am not describing a mermaid don’t be afraid

-kch

[ethereal-felicity]

I Blame The Movies

If he does appear I want him taller I want the smartest I want the one who is wiling to give me a happy forever after

I want it to be at first sight with the new hot guy from chem or the touchdown guy from last weeks’ game

I want him to feel drowned by me but he has to be funny as hell, and an excellent singer as well

He could also be the new guy next door or the scholarship guy who is studying from abroad

I am the regular not so pretty pretty girl sitting on a bench acting like i dont really expect my perfect guy to appear any sec

Btw make him the one with blue eyes that cooks dinner with wine and knows how to fix motorbikes and if he asks why tell him it is not my fault i am subconsciously wanting this by default

For more details contact nicholas sparks for references tell him: he has to look like logan and love me like noah and don’t forget to specify: no chronic deceases, long distance, nor unexpected accidents tearing my life into pieces…

-kch

[itrytorhyme]

Que Te Vaya Bien

yo no entendía como es que hacías para manipularme solo con mirarme

mentira, que yo si entendía pero no lo veía porque me cegaba como me besabas

triste es como en mi lista encabezabas y en la tuya yo solo me asomaba si yo todo lo daba era suficiente al menos así de simple se engaña a la mente

el corazón solo quería sentir y creyó haber sentido hasta que poco a poco se hundió en un vacío

y acabaste conmigo cuando el corazón se quedo sin motivos para seguir engañando a la mente frecuentemente

hoy me perdiste y ya se como lo hiciste por todas esas veces que yo todo lo di hoy no te culpo pero si me disculpo porque te malacostumbre mientras todo mi tiempo gaste

mas no te deseo el mal porque al final fuiste solo otro error que tardo mas de lo que debió

y ojalá que tu actitud no te lleve a la soledad, que tu vida sea lo que tu sueño se imagino porque aquello que ni tu sueño soño ahí estaba yo

pero te deseo suerte y que te vaya bien

-kch

[itrytorhyme]

You know how it hurts when you cut yourself? Like a paper cut in a finger that hurts so bad for five minutes but then you only remember it when you touch something and the pain comes back for another 10 seconds until its healed. You are nothing like a paper cut. You are like a desease with no cure, it hurts so deeply and so often, that I never forget it exists, I just get used to the pain endlessly waiting for a miracle.

kch