Lion-hearted

"I’ve always been interested in how fast-moving our identity is and that I’ve never been able to pin down who I truly am. That inspires me to write, because I feel like that cements me a bit, in that I find my identity in being an artist."

[northerist]

He wasn’t meant to complete you, he was meant to open your eyes to the possibilities by which you could complete yourself.

(via northerist)

[northerist]

hold my hand like we’re falling off a cliff, not like we’re crossing the road

(via northerist)

[northerist]

there’s blood in the sky and hate in our hearts and we’re screaming for a better start

(via northerist)

[thingsnobodywillread]

“My whole life, all I ever wanted was excitment. Adventure. And I actively searched for it. But somehow, even with all the things I’ve experienced, the places I’ve seen, I still felt empty” “Why do you think that is?” he asked. “I don’t think it’s a question of thinking,” I admitted. “I know why I’ve been feeling empty. This past couple of weeks, here with you, proved it. Everything I do with you is an adventure. Every second spent with you is exciting. And as cliche as it sounds, and I hate to admit it, but it turns out you are my adventure. You are all I’ve been searching for my whole life.”

L.W. - excerpts from a book i’ll never write #30 (via thingsnobodywillread)

[lyricslife]

[lunar-base-blog]

Thought-bearer

OF YOU.

Here is what I want you to remember. You are always on my mind. Till the moment I wake up to the daylight and just before I go to sleep with the divine moon. I see you everywhere. Every person that I come across with has that common trait or feature of yours that will remind of you. Even in my dreams I see you. I always want to talk to people about you whenever you are not around just so I can bare your absence. I constantly find myself wondering about you everytime despite my busy state. I always think about you, what you are doing, how you’re feeling, who you’re with, what’s keeping you busy and what not. I can’t get you out of my head. I try to fill myself with happy thoughts of you just to keep my day motivated. Whenever something good or bad happens, I want you to be the first one to hear about it. Everytime. I always find myself smiling whenever I remember something about you or of a certain moment. Whenever I see motorycycles similar to yours, I think of you. Whenever I hear a song that I know you love, I think of you. Even certain scents remind me of you. I have grown very familiar of you. Whenever people tell stories, I suddenly want to tell them that you do that too or you are good at this, or that you hate this and love that. That you and the person share the same experiences. I always find myself wanting to talk about you to other people. It brings me much joy whenever I do. My friends would tease me whenever they would see me smiling off a text you’ve sent. You can’t help it when you’re in a state of ‘kilig.’ Hahaha They see how happy I am. How happy I am that my happiness affects them. How happy I am that they no longer see the person who I was before all this, how happy I am to be with the person that I am fondly in love with. And for that I am felicious. | 4:31 12/10

[lunar-base-blog]

Safe. 12/13/15

[insane---world]

[lunar-base-blog]

I will endure for you, even when we fall on hard times, even when we struggle. I will not flee or abandon you when we disagree, I will not sleep within foreign arms when I feel hurt. I promise that when I love you, I will fight for you. I will fight for the beauty in which our hearts have felt, and though it will be difficult at times, like worthy things are, I will believe in you, - I will believe in us.

[coffeeandpoetrydarling]

Perhaps one day I’ll have a daughter who’ll come up to me with a smile so wide it must hurt and eyes that sparkle and I’ll sigh inaudibly because I’ll know that there is a boy and she just lost her heart to him. She will ask me the question, “How can I tell if he likes me?” and I’ll think of your hazel eyes and slowly begin to say,“Whatever you do, don’t trust charming sweetheart. If he whispers sweet lines in your ears with out a single stutter, it’s not romantic; it’s rehearsed. How many girls must he have said that to? What you can always count on is awkwardness. It’s all about the subtle glances and small smiles. It’s both of your hearts racing because of accidental knee brushes and shaky breaths after staring at each other for a little to long. It’s the timid hello’s and reddening cheeks; love is raw in its most honest form, darling, and that should never change.”

n.g. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #13 (via coffeeandpoetrydarling)

[lunar-base-blog]

[lunar-base-blog]

“It’s like his love covered me, it wrapped around me like a blanket. His soul started a fire inside me and it’s slowly melting the sadness that used to consume me.”

[lunar-base-blog]

[lunar-base-blog]

He kisses and whispers love with his light. My heart blossoms. -Harpreet M. Dayal

Everyday; To the days and nights together To the simple days spent at home with you. to the happy days A bundle of laughs that filled me with so much love and gladness through the worst days To the quarrels we fought and make up for. Through everything, we remain firm. Constantly trying to make everything work. Constantly growing, becoming, changing. Figuring everything out through love. With you; You are mysterious, sensible, clever. A captivating soul. A little bit of this and that A rare combination altogether. My love and life all in one. What a stroke of luck to have you. With you, everything feels a lot lighter. Still, I fall in love all over again. Everyday, With you.

[lyricslife]