In the name of Love, Katie Maria
( @heavensghost )
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In the name of Love, Katie Maria
( @heavensghost )
even after the terror, i could never hate you. in all my sorrow, in all my grief, there is one common denominator: i loved you once.
i am forgetting what your lips look like but i’m terrified i will never forget the words i so effortlessly professed. it takes a toll on me all over again— the pain— but overall the love, every time i meet someone new. i can love them with all my heart, but the simple fact is that down the line, when things becomes serious, i remember you and the words i spoke all those years ago. it’s cemented in my brain and it only gets louder and louder the more time i spend with someone who isn’t you, much like a variable. the more time i spend with someone— the louder the promises i uttered to you get.
“i will love you forever and there will never be anyone else.” a faint buzz until it’s so deafening, the only way to get it to stop is to leave them and sit with my sacred thoughts of you. i am so frightened that i love you and only you permanently yet in some twisted way— proud that i am keeping my word when you couldn’t.
Your heart has been broken before. I don’t blame you. You loved her with a love more innocent and younger than ours. I try to pick up and mend shards of your heart, but what does that matter if you’d snatch the pieces right out of my red glue-ridden fingers because you don’t want to her go. You’d rather die with the miserable memory of her than stand on the precipice of all my love. I don’t blame you. I can never blame you.
regardless of how many times seasons change, don’t let me become a footnote when i used to be the whole story. it’s nothing now but it was everything then.
Your heart has been broken before. I don’t blame you. You loved her with a love more innocent and younger than ours. I try to pick up and mend shards of your heart, but what does that matter if you’d snatch the pieces right out of my red glue-ridden fingers because you don’t want to her go. You’d rather die with the miserable memory of her than stand on the precipice of all my love. I don’t blame you. I can never blame you.
you taught me love, and to you: i am so sorry you weren’t the one i could share it with
insane insane INSANE it is INSANE !!!!!we are meant to rest our heads on other people’s chests and our hands are designed to hold other hands and we share songs we like with each other and tell people about something we saw that reminded us of them and did you ever notice the way your body fits with theirs when you hug them…im going to EXPLODE
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