it’s all so incredibly loud.

come on girl you knew me what’d you do that for? i am selfish to my very core.

[nowitness-s]

i thought that by going to bed early the sad hours wouldn’t come but somehow i’m laying awake still thinking of you

[nowitness-s]

everything else is going right in my life but i’m still not happy because i know i lost the one person that i wanted to spend my life with. 11 months should have been enough time to work through it but i’m still terrified to even see her name. i don’t know how to get over someone that i never wanted to lose.

[indieteared]

[nowitness-s]

i don’t check her social media anymore but that doesn’t mean i stopped thinking about her. i’m scared to check so i can feel at ease and not think about her too much because i miss her more than anything i’ve ever missed in my life. i know it will get easier eventually - it always does. but right now i feel like my heart got ripped out of my chest and stomped on by every good thing. i truly don’t think i could feel this way about anyone ever again because 12 years was nearly half my life of knowing her and not being able to explain the tingly feeling when i think of her being my soulmate. i wish i could have been what she needs. maybe one day our paths will cross again but for now i just ignore the feelings deep in the pit of my stomach and move on with life as if we don’t know each other.

[oldroadbehind]

[inkskinned]

maybe there will be untold horrors - there already are. maybe it is foolish to make tiny poems when there are already whole libraries of better writers and smarter scholars. maybe it is insipid to love flowers when there are more beautiful and thoughtful vistas and visions. maybe, maybe.

but i am holding your hand, and you smell like the cupcakes we have been baking, and this is somehow new, isn't it, the way energy is reconstituted into magic around you. there is a nowhere land you take me to, somehow; a place where a little kindness is big enough to fill the lungs of peace, a place where hope actually knows her name. we will make the bed and sing along to bad music and the way you laugh will be enough. and i am melting for you, stunned suddenly - oh, oh! the answer had always been love.

[nowitness-s]

i miss her so much all the time

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[hancliffor]

[sosuperawesome]

Planetary Pride Pins and Stickers

Void Dust on Etsy

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Still Life. Interior, Konstantin Somov

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[destroymylife]

[fallingforleavesandpumpkins]

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