I sometimes miss having somone to love but then i remember… Who would love me back?

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I sometimes miss having somone to love but then i remember… Who would love me back?
Wishing I was out in the country where my only light would not be allumantion from bulbs that flicker but by the radiant night sky with the best night light of all.
What if there is no one who is made to love me? Someone who will hold me when fear takes over my mind or wakes me up at night when terror finds its way into my dreams? What if no one will ever look at me the way I look at them or need my presence to feel complete?
// What if I’m unloveable? j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
Amen
May you go in peace
Basically
For a long time I was so convinced that the sun rose because you existed on the same planet as me. I wasted so much time loving you and you didn’t even spend a second loving me. It’s been 365 days and the sun still rises even though we stopped talking and I begin each day brand new.
- you aren’t even worth the thoughts that slip into my brain late at night. You aren’t worth anything anymore. (via thesocietyofpoets)
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That moment when my hoddies are taken by you like a typical girl and it's got me wondering if you want it to be this way always
Today's mood
I can’t take it! how can I be expected to breath when I can’t go a day without holding back the tears as if every emotion and memory of you and what we had I pushed down so deep with all this pressure in my chest keeping me from breathing with your ever present reminders not a place to hide from you for within my lips I feel you in my dreams I hold you but the last time I really did that my clothes were soaked with rain and tears and my anger for you depleted by a ever growing desperate need to be with you as if every part of me already knew I’d lose what I cherished the most
Breaking point
Her smile was her edict instilled into her. As if a real smile was so easy to come by. Her eyes were a storm never ending all compacted into her but for how long?
The same place that now brings a wasp to my throught keeping me confined and a build up of emotions and memories is the place you held me as if we owned the rest of our lives. No one warns you of everything that comes after the end, all the memories and places that hold you to me has become my state of mind as if I have no choice but to fill my life with more things but all things aside your on my mind. -mid-day thoughts
At some point the sun will rise in the west , and the rivers will start flowing upstream , and the birds will stop traveling , and the moon will stop rising . When the mighty lion gets scared by the antelope and elephant becomes smaller than an ant , and then when the earth no longer keeps on turning , and people are neither being born or dying and trees begins to walk , and miracles can be achieved and the bright stars in the sky begin to fade , you should know that my love for you never will .
voks (via midnightwritings)
This is just so beautiful
My love for you was deep but your knife cut me deeper
One of those days I just want to curl up and not breath
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Dark days
I'm going to a funeral today. We always say we are celebrating their life but all I see is sad faces focused on paying off the debt of the imbombing of a body that will one day poison our earth because we want them to look good 6 feet under.
If no one is around to here you cry do the tears still fall? It doesn’t matter. You’ll go 9 days with red eyes, fresh tear track stains and no one will ask you if you are okay. You will tell yourself that this is just a lesson on how to be lonely, everyone else must have learned this earlier, you’re just a late bloomer because there is no way that other people go through life feeling this way. And maybe you could get a tutor, but really that is just a form of company and you want practical learning so you suppose it’s best to stay isolated, keep studying to get used to this feeling, then maybe you can hide it, ace the test and no one will know you are hurting.
Loneliness 101 || O.L. (via thesocietyofpoets)